My Best Friend, a very good Poem...

Although you live far away from me, 
I always feel like you are with me.

I love to share my happiness with you,
I love to share my sadness with you.

To me you are an idol of glee,
And our friendship means a lot to me,

You are an ocean of happiness; you are a pond of joy,
You are the rays of sunshine that brought amusement to my life.

I like sharing my thoughts with you,
Because you are such a wonderful person to be around.

My life would have been a tragedy without you,
I am lucky to have a friend like you.

By, Rashmi

A Box Full of Kisses...

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."

The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.

How Beautiful is the Rain! : Poetry...

How beautiful is the rain! 

After the dust and heat, 

In the broad and fiery street, 

In the narrow lane, 

How beautiful is the rain! 



How it clatters along the roofs, 

Like the tramp of hoofs! 

How it gushes and struggles out 

From the throat of the overflowing spout 



Across the window-pane 

It pours and pours; 

And swift and wide, 

Like a river down the gutter roars

The rain, the welcome rain! 



The sick man from his chamber

Looks at the twisted brooks; 

He can feel the cool 

Breath of each little pool; 

His fevered brain 

Grows calm again, 

And he breathes a blessing on the rain. 



From the neighbouring school 

Come the boys, 

With more than their wonted noise

And commotion; 

And down the wet streets 

Sail their mimic fleets, 

Till the treacherous pool 

Engulfs them in its whirling 

And turbulent ocean. 



In the country, on every side, 

Where far and wide, 

Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide 

Stretches the plain, 

To the dry grass and the drier grain 

How welcome is the rain! 



In the furrowed land 

The toilsome and patient oxen stand: 

Lifting the yoke-encumbered head, 

With their dilated nostrils spread, 

They silently inhale 

The clover-scented gale, 

And the vapours that arise 

From the well-watered and smoking soil. 

For this rest in the furrow after toil 

Their large and lustrous eyes 

Seem to thank the Lord, 

More than man's spoken word. 



N ear at hand, 

From under the sheltering trees, 

The farmer sees 

His pastures, and his fields of grain, 

As they bend their tops 

To the numberless beating drops

Of the incessant rain. 

He counts it as no sin 

That he sees therein 

Only his own thrift and gain. 

SOME RIDDLES...

Q: What has two heads, four eyes, six legs and a tail? 
A: A horse and its rider.

Q: What is as big as a horse but doesn’t weigh anything? 
A: The horse’s shadow.

Q. Why was the hearse horse hoarse? 
A. Because of the coffin

Q: Why are man with pierced ears better suited for marriage? 
A: Because they have suffered and bought jewelry.

Q: What begins with T, ends with T and has T in it? 
A: A teapot.

Q: Do you know why birds fly to south in the winter? 
A: Because it’s too far to walk there.

Q: Which letters do Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday have in common? 
A: None! None of them have “c”, “o”,”m” or “n” in them.

Q: What are the 3 important rings in life? 
A: Engagement ring, Wedding ring, and suffering.

Q: Which room has no doors, no windows. 
A: A mushroom.

Q: What gets wetter as it dries? 
A: A towel

Q: Why didn’t the skeleton go to the dance? 
A: He didn’t have anybody to take. (any BODY)

Q: A father and his son were in a car accident. The father died. The son was taken to the hospital. The doctor came in and said: I can’t do surgery on him, because he’s my son. Who was the doctor?

A: The doctor was his mother.

Report Song Jingle Bells

Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.

chorus:
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, O
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh.

A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank
And there we got upsot.

chorus

A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed at me as
I there sprawling laid
But quickly drove away.

chorus

Now the ground is white,
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls along
And sing this sleighing song.
Just bet a bob-tailed bay,
Two-forty as his speed,
Hitch him to an open sleigh
and crack! You'll take the lead.

chorus