The Steps At times we walk down the street and many thoughts are running in our minds, but hardly have they come out. Today I am starting to write those thoughts which many times stuck in my mind: make me laugh; sometime make me sad, sometime embarrassing and many times angry over some acts. THE STEPS is all about those running thoughts which usually let me think over those dimensions which are still to be discovered. Well! I want to make one thing clarify that it’s not a boring type of story and neither it’s a fiction. It’s just a simple set of thoughts which are converted into Black and White by Me. I am doing so because I want to express myself properly. ” Ohh! Let me tell the truth “ is what saying my Inner soul, Should I hear the Voice of my Inner soul. Yap Of course!! I am writing this just because someone told me to do this and shown a sort of confidence in me. That’s why I am writing. To Readers Enjoy, think and Give your feedback.. • A Gi
Dearest of the dear, illuminant of delight - so sheer; Beloved of the Roses, Heart of the daisies; Smile of sunflower, as pleasure of dower; feathery moon like aura, calm and easing; lumen is your word pacifies raging sword; so easy and so warm so lucid and so firm; your walk in my world, like a saviour - Herald; you are a merry feeling, for every ail-one healing; Your happiness is my wish My lovely, dear Sis. -Gaurav
Maine kya kiya?????? Take a Wild Guess ! It was at the end of the school year, and a kindergarten teacher was receiving gifts from her pupils. The florist's son handed her a gift. She shook it, held it overhead, and said, "I bet I know what it is. Some flowers." "That's right" the boy said, "but how did you know?" "Oh, just a wild guess," she said. The next pupil was the candy shop owner's daughter. The teacher held her gift overhead, shook it, and said, "I bet I can guess what it is. A box of sweets." "That's right, but how did you know?" asked the girl. "Oh, just a wild guess," said the teacher. The next gift was from the son of the liquor store owner. The teacher held the package overhead, but it was leaking. She touched a drop of the leakage with her finger and touched it to her tongue. "Is it wine?" she asked. "No,&qu
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