the story of I

i am me,
i am the mask,
something alive within,
with no name,
with no form,
has the covering of me,
yet i love my cover,
yet i love the one within,
sometimes i am the balance,
sometimes i am the extreme of the balance,
oh god,
sometimes its you,
sometimes its me,
sometimes its we,
beautiful is the story of I.

prakash , prayer , and power of prayer

In the afternoon when I was taking tea, I called my son and told him that today onwards we shall start reading the books together so his reading speed increases. And suddenly he was very happy when I said him so.

I asked him why he was so happy when I had said so. He told me that in the school in the morning he had prayed that he needs to develop capacity to read fast. And God had listened to him as I told him that I shall start reading books with him. He was very happy with the effect of his prayer.

Life is a lovely mystery, it unfolds each day with more love and love and love provided we love it.

a very good sms I had received
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL .... [*}




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