Raghu

What a friend what a Pal, Only Now I could see all your plans and dreams for me, I never knew what a Mothe r goes through and there is nothing that you didn’t do. I Love my cradle days and I need you always, Since I was a baby upon your knees, You sacrificed everything for me. I Stole the Gold from your hair, and I put a silver thread there, I do not know any way I could ever repay and l love my cradle days. Greatest friend dearest Pal, It was me who caused you every sorrow and hard day you ever knew, Your face so fair I have wrinkled with care, I placed every line that is there. I Love my cradle days and I need you always, Since I was a baby upon your knees, You sacrificed everything for me.

Long Long Ago I had a girl friend named “ Tatiana Romanova ” who said " From Russia with Love ". We had some great times and we did go around places having lot of fun and enjoying our spoils, literally we two had a ball, I mean " Thunder ball ". One day she asked me what is that you like in me so much, I said your “ Golden Eye ". Just with the same amount of admiration and love, I asked her what is it you like about me, she said Your “ Gold finger " and she laughed out loud (Naughty to the core I tell you!!!). Then, we thought we should take this to the next level by bidding good bye to the "Gold" thing, and we gifted each other Diamond Rings and said "Diamonds Are Forever". Just when you think every thing is going on smoothly and every thing happening around you is just " For Your Eyes Only ", comes a unwilling turn to your life. Then came another Man: " The Man with the Golden Gun ". The name of this man was "...

Long long ago someone wrote a book called “A monk who sold his Ferrari”. A few years later my sister gifts me the same book and accounts for some good reading that I have ever done earlier. Now keeping aside the story of who sold and who bought the Ferrari, I just like a Ferrari fan buy a F1 car……Now wait that is not the Original one though ….I am not that rich yet. I bought a scale down model and fully functional one. The kid in me just woke up again seeing the car in the store and never ever excited as much as I know myself. Few days later all excited I drive it all around the house and excited about speed. My dad tries a hand at driving it and in that process breaks the tail section of the car…..My heart just breaks!!!!! Though only a little, but seeing it broken is really hard to bear. Then at that moment I felt I should write something on this with title “The Dad who broke my Ferrari”. Then I decide now I will buy a new one and use it only for display and never ever let anyone han...