Oh! My Heart!

Oh heart! Little thou are
Left to right you dare
Oh! My heart, my heart
Don’t to me so harsh
Till when I can bear

House of minor boxes
Archive of memories
Ranging from morning
With love and malice

Trace not just the want
The enemy to man
But in the love for all
Within and outside the hall
Then to the outlaw, call

I shall be called heartless
If I trample upon you
And tag you worthless
While my all is you

Whisper, my heart to me
On table of sweet meal
Heart me well, my heart
That I may reckon still
On what good it is

Thoughts to Ponder

Like birds, let’s leave behind what we don’t need to carry… grudges, sadness, fear, and regrets. Life is beautiful


Seven kinds of givers

First; those who give spontaneously and generously, but only to themselves: auto-givers, they might be called.
Second; those who give thoughtlessly, without any real or high motive: givers of occasion, as it were
Third; those who give as a sop to conscience and self-esteem; in a species of atonement for the evil that they do: penitential givers.
Fourth; those who give as a matter of display, to win public applause for their generosity: theatrical givers.
Fifth; those who give because others give, because they are expected to give, and are ashamed not to give, and therefore give grudgingly: conventional givers.
Sixth; those who give because they feel they ought to give; who give through a sense of duty and not through love: moral givers.
Seventh; those who give in the spirit of Jesus; who give because they love their neighbour as themselves, and above all things desire to help: spiritual givers.
To which kind do you belong?


Teacher: Construct a sentence using the word “sugar”
Student: “I drank tea this morning.”
Teacher: “Where is the word sugar?”
Student: “It is already in the tea..!”
Teacher: Our topic for today is Photosynthesis.
Teacher: What is photosynthesis, class?
Student: Photosynthesis is our topic today.
Teacher: John is climbing a tree to pick some mangoes. (Begin the sentence with Mangoes)
Student: Mangoes, John is coming to pick you…
Teacher: What do you call mosquitoes in your language?
Student: We don’t call them; they come on their own…
Teacher: Name the nation people hate most
Student: Exami-nation…
Teacher: How can we keep our school clean?
Student: By staying at home…
Teacher: One day our country will be corruption free. What tense is that?
Student: Future impossible tense…