By giving one gets immense joy in life! The satisfaction and contentment a person gets is beyond measure. To give one needs a true and generous heart than the material. There are many ways to give. One can give his or her precious time, the most valuable commodity to serve humanity. Or different materials that you don’t need or that you have in surplus, but wisely give it to people in need of it. Last but not the least, money - the most important currency for several organizations which help humanity. Having things in surplus and the willingness to share it with others is a noble gift in some people. Not every one has the heart to give, so we need to commend this exceptional quality and hope it inspires others to do so.
Rarer gems are found in this world. For example, some people who do not have enough for themselves, have a great heart and wants to give to help others who are in dire need. And they do not honestly expect anything in return. This kind of person is nearer to God for his true spirit in helping others. There are some people who are not millionaires but simple people with such sincere thoughts and concerns for others in this world, who give whatever they can and the gift they receive out of this is true happiness and immense satisfaction. May God bless them with good and long life so they will be there to inspire,guide and help others.
Journey of the Flowers
Once upon a time
When I was a little girl
On my way to home and school
I used to witness...
The final parade of the demised
Heading towards the burial ground
And felt sorry for the dead, and the flowers
That were strewn on the path to the crematory.
I pitied the short life of those flowers
For their miserable fate
To die along with the dead
And wondered about
The flowers that were blessed
To celebrate the joys of life.
While some were cherished
Why others vanished from people’s memory?
Was my long awaited query.
After many years, with a mature mind
I have realized the sacred truth
Of the flowers that were destined
To die along with the dead
Were actually blessed
More than the celebrated ones
For the journey of those flowers
Along with the demised
Were destined to reach
The Almighty’s Abode!
When I was a little girl
On my way to home and school
I used to witness...
The final parade of the demised
Heading towards the burial ground
And felt sorry for the dead, and the flowers
That were strewn on the path to the crematory.
I pitied the short life of those flowers
For their miserable fate
To die along with the dead
And wondered about
The flowers that were blessed
To celebrate the joys of life.
While some were cherished
Why others vanished from people’s memory?
Was my long awaited query.
After many years, with a mature mind
I have realized the sacred truth
Of the flowers that were destined
To die along with the dead
Were actually blessed
More than the celebrated ones
For the journey of those flowers
Along with the demised
Were destined to reach
The Almighty’s Abode!
Fall
This time of the season
The sun is not blazing
But the hues of the leaves glowing
Bright with orange,yellow and red
Falling from the trees
Rolling on the streets
Decorating the earth
Prized collection in scrapbooks
Photogenic features
To be preserved
In the memoirs n memories
Of the seer of the scenes!
The sun is not blazing
But the hues of the leaves glowing
Bright with orange,yellow and red
Falling from the trees
Rolling on the streets
Decorating the earth
Prized collection in scrapbooks
Photogenic features
To be preserved
In the memoirs n memories
Of the seer of the scenes!
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