This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
When I told you,
To think about the sums,
Then you didn’t.
When I told you,
To think about the beginning of the poem,
You said-“Oh! I am busy.”
When I told you,
Let’s go for drive,
You said-“I am sleeping.”
When I told you,
Go the distance,
You thought that it is meaningless.
When I told you,
To work from your heart,
You did and you succeeded.
When I told you,
Atlast you listened.
Adios!
A popular say,
Is going around the town,
But what it is,
Is unknown.
After all it’s a popular say,
Ain’t it?
But the day is bright,
And people are about,
So, the popular say would be everywhere.
The whiffs of it,
Would surely be about here and there,
When someone catches it,
It won’t be popular anymore,
As anything popular,
Always need to be fresh and new,
Just like God,
Who comes around everytime,
In new look and beauty,
Yet he is not recognised by anyone.
That’s the beauty and charm of it.
And he is most popular.
Adios!
Idea of posting a letter,
Came into a boy’s mind.
He immediately wrote a letter,
To his sister in a far off country,
Bought the stamps,
Paid for the postage,
With his pocket money,
And posted the letter.
His sister was unaware,
That her brother had posted a letter.
When it reached her,
After a month,
Tears and streams of tears,
Flowed out of her eyes,
And she couldn’t bring herself to write a letter to her brother,
Whom, once upon a time,
She used to feed,
Clothe, cuddle and love.
Astonishing isn’t it?
The idea of
posting a letter…………..
Adios!
Covered in dust,
Is an old figurine,
Brought by my maternal grandfather.
He had given it to my mother and said-“Keep it safely.”
Now that figurine is old,
And often needs much care.
It is heritage,
Which makes it glow,
And love, which cares for it.
Adios!
The gastarbeiter,
Was welcomed by all,
Loved by all,
And appreciated by all.
His work was his gusto,
His humble nature,
A big win attitude.
He was the gastarbeiter respected by all,
And made the new land,
His new home.
The old homeland remembered him,
And he also remembered it,
Somedays there were tears in his eyes,
And few days cheer,
The gastarbeiter was a big champion of hearts,
And like a person on a sojourn,
He returned home,
Four years after.
The city in his homeland had changed,
The villages had become modern,
But his old house was the very same,
Which brought the warmth, happiness and cheer in his heart again.
The hearth longed for his presence,
His Ma and Baba,
Were waiting for him,
Now he wasn’t a gastarbeiter,
But a son,
In his homeland again.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 