പോസ്റ്റുകള്‍

ഒക്‌ടോബർ 30, 2008 തൊട്ടുള്ള പോസ്റ്റുകൾ കാണിക്കുന്നു

ORPHAN

My mother is my dream I like my mother very much I have been waiting for you For a long time where is my mother I have been searching for you I would like to spend time with you For, I like you as my soul I know you are very generous, aren't you one day I shall meet you And talk to you Lay in your lap and Enjoy your loving grace Day by day I loose my dreams one may think How foolish am i For, Iam an orphan

SLEEPLESS NIGHT

There was an old Iraninan who was intensely proud of two things- his long, white beard that reached down to his chest, and its ability to sleep the moment his head touched the pillow One day, his 3year-old grandson asked him how he arranged his bead when he sleptI did it go under the blanket or did it remain above it? The old man had never paid attention to this detail, and he confessed he didn't remember whether his beard remained above or went under the blanket. He promised to find out. It was very cold that night. The old man got in to bed and pulled the blanket over himself. Then he suddenly remmemberd his grandson's question. He become acutely conscious that his beard was under the blanket and placed it above it. This made him feel that something was not quiet right. So he tuched the beard under the blaket again. But he soon felt it would be better if it were out. In and out went the beard; first under the blanket, Then aabove it, then under once again. THe old man spent a...