Think yourself in the following situation: There's a splinter in your eye. You go to an eye specialist but the eye specialist is blind. Will you allow…
This is a true story and is not copy paste. His name is Billy. He has wild hair, wears a T-shirt with holes in it, denims and no shoes. This was …
When we met,i was a heartbroken wreck that had lost her way You took my hand,held me close to you and made it all okay You gave me new hope,made me …
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes t…
God is often more patient with us than we are with ourselves. We count the moment when we regenerate failed, no more worthy and rise again when that o…
Doubt put tongue and our own distorted esteem and lost confidence teasing us. We go to sleep at night with questions and mornings are without answers.…
You will, see the mill. It got gorgerous figure at high hill. You see the mill, you watch it still, because its giving power to oildrill. You see the …
The fruit of Grace: resurrected by God, saved by God, and serve God, gifted and equipped. Grace is the word that God uses to describe his radical comm…
. Have you been to the circus saw a circus elephant tied outside the tent. There is a rope attached to its trunk and then the rope anchored to a small…
Believe no not, writing word aint a knot, its paintpen shot, get your words hot. Maybe i must put to pot, dot.
What is life? Life is a fact that one can't exactly say what begins a life. Life has it fact that we all have to abide by it. Come lets make our l…
d. N finding nice sound in Believe no not, writing word aint a knot, its paintpen shot, get your words hot. Maybe i must put to pot, dot.
A person can make you feel high, A person can make you feel low. But only you can decide, Which way you want to go. A person can hurt you mentally…
The Hitopadesha is a remarkable compilation of short stories. Composed by Narayana Pandit, Hitopadesha had its origin around a thousand years ago. In …
My life is like a water, My soul rise everytime I see u, I see u wen am in pain. My heart beat wen I hear ur voice. My soul jump out when I want …
Here is one more interesting tale from the album of Panchatantra. Once, there lived a pious Brahmin in a small village, by the name of Mitra Sh…
The Panchatantra is a legendary collection of short stories from India. Originally composed in the 2nd century B.C, Panchatantra is believed to be wri…
Once a frog that lived in a well bragged to a turtle that lived in the Sea. "I am so happy!" cried the frog, "When I go out, I jump about on the r…
One day, a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They s…