God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, The warmth of a summer sun, The calm of a quiet sea, The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of night, The wisdom of the ages, The power of the eagle’s flight, The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed, The patience …

What is pink? A rose is pink. Blooming before we blink. What is red? Tomatoes are red. With a crown on their head. What is blue? The sky is blue. Where the clouds float theu’. What is white? A swan is white. Sailing in the light. What is yellow? Mangoes are yellow. Rich and ripe and mellow. What is green? …

Daddy lifts me; Up to the Ceiling. Daddy swings me; Down to the floor. Daddy! Daddy! More! More! MORE! Up to the ceiling; Down to the floor. ∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

I lived in a funny town Where everything was upside down! The birds walked and the humans flew Where the trees were totally blue! Trees talked and laughed a lot They stole each other’s fruit and fought The bear was gentle, kind and sweet He never ever ate raw meat! Fishes went to school in a pool Where a frog …

Two little dicky birds, Sitting on the wall. One named Peter, One named Paul. Fly away Peter, Fly away Paul. Come back Peter, Come back Paul. ∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

आजकल शहरों में बढ़ते हुए प्रदूषण, शोरगुल, भीड़-भाड़, तनाव इत्यादि से थोड़ी राहत पाने के लिए शहरी लोगों में सप्ताहांत की छुट्टियां मनाने शहर के आस-पास के फार्म हाउस अर्थात् देहाती रिसोर्ट में जाने का प्रचलन बहुत बढ़ता जा रहा है जहां खेलने-कूदने, तैरने, खाने-पीने व मौज मस्ती की सभी आधुनिक सुख-सुविधाएं उपलब्ध रहती हैं। यदि फार्म हाउस का निर्माण …

You’iv seen me, Through rough times, And tedious paths. You’iv loved me, No matter how little time I gave you, And how little attention I paid. You’iv seen me, Cope with difficult tasks, And accomplish great triumphs. You’iv cared for me, Even though I was utter rude, And arrogantly harsh. You’iv seen me, Cry for the lost battles, And broken …

Three blind mice, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer’s wife, Who cut off their tails with a carving knife, Did you ever see such a thing in your life, As three blind mice? ∼ Khushbu Nanavati

The doorbell rang, My intuition said it was you, Only I know how long I awaited to see you. I took a deep breath, And thought about all that I wanted to say you, I wanted you to know how much I missed you. A lot many things happened after you left, I cried like the falling rain, And my …

∼ Khushbu Nanavati