Birthdays is one of the exciting day of the year in ones life…But for some reason I do like and dislike birthday…

The reason why I like it… Because I do get whatever I wanted… Not so rich ones… But mostly the things I like and I wanted the most…. For example, Dresses, books, chocolates…. Most of the thing what I get the most is colours and craft items… Because I do like to art and craft…!

The reason why I don’t like birthdays… I don’t want to get old…I don’t wanna my age to increase…. Simply I just want to be small, little child, so that I can have fun… I always want to be a small student.

Do you like your birthday or you don’t? Tell me about, what do you think on this?

Thought’s #2

Life is a mystery. You open its fortunes day by day and live, what is bestowed for you by God.
But, think all these days end up becoming history. And as we cannot change the past, it stays forever as being a history.
Thus, do creative every day. We all are unique creatures and hence let’s all make our day unique.
Let our histories be more bright, enlightened, and inspired for our future.
Think more, be good always and forever.
Good day…! ❀❀❀

Happy anniversary…!πŸŽŠπŸŽ‚πŸ₯³πŸŽ‰β€

Celebrating 1 year of blogging with WordPress…! Thankyou for all your support….Just sharing my posts which I shared with you guys last year…. ❀❀❀

Thought’s… ❀

Each part of our body that God has given to us has its value. It’s a gift from God to have a healthy and peaceful body to live out. We, humans, realize the value of something after losing it. For example – we realize the value of one finger when we have a wound or pain in it and when it’s unable to do anything with that finger.
Therefore, Always be thankful to God for what we have and for making us healthy and strong every day…! Have a nice day…!❀❀❀

Sciencypoem πŸ”¬β˜€ πŸŒŒπŸŒ•πŸ˜‹β­

My funny poem as a part of science day…!

I saw the thunder boom,
and felt the electricity in my door lock.
I smelt the sour acid in my snouts,
and it’s fear in my nerves.
l picked up the circuits,
and ignited up the bulbs,
where my soul sprang and heated up,
at the high levels of the thermometer.
I got up with a spectrometer,
and showed up the light,
splitting into seven colours up in the sky,
where it bestowed as a rainbow,
and that’s the mystery when the clouds cried,
and the sun laughed.
The sound that reflected among the streams,
upon the mountains,
patted my shoulders as an echo, saying
“watch out, here comes an atom,”
I screamed and moved a little,
jumping up to the spaceship,
that took me to the big dipper,
where I dipped the galaxy and ate some stars.
Through the way back home,
I smelt of the moon cheese,
which was baked in the sun and dipped in the fluffy cloud smores.
I licked and then took a big bite,
tagging joyfully with eager “sciencylicious.”
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