Unconditional love_There's Magic in the Little Things_The Sad Little Prince._The Red Top
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Unconditional love
It was a special morning. Sohan was excited to exhibit the beautiful nest that he made for his school creativity competition. He had collected some a few dried twigs and dried grass from his garden; some lint from the household trash and corn silk from the kitchen trash. He then beautifully arranged them together like a bird's nest. For eggs, he had collected five soft, oval to round pebbles and painted them white. Since he could not think of a way to make a look-alike of a bird, he drew a bird on a piece of paper and placed it in the nest. It was the best a six-year-old could think of and ma...
There's Magic in the Little Things
As the orange blood Moon reaches its apex in the star- kissed sky, Zilina holds her palms to the Heavens. She kneels alone in a wide clearing nestled amongst the dense trees. The flattened land is littered with the splintered remains of the trees that once stood here. Zilina whispers prayers of gratitude, harnessing the Moon’s power. I want to help. Suddenly, Zilina’s process is interrupted by the soft sound of Dollie’s voice in her head. Zilina closes her eyes to block out the distractions. Please. Zilina’s eyes fly open. She replies through gritted teeth, “You are helping. What do you hear?”...
The Sad Little Prince.
Once upon a very long time ago, a very good but very mad macho king, with his beautiful queen, had a son. The son went full term, but at the popping-out time, weighed only 2 pounds, and 2 and one-quarter ounces.The king immediately decided against circumcision, because of the weight factor, his son needed that quarter ounce. It was bad enough his kingdom was the smallest kingdom that ever existed, but he now had a son that seemed to be tailor-made to eventually rule it. The king, had upon witnessing this tiny morsel of humanity, had a royal fit. The fit took the manifestation of 3 days storm...
The Red Top
Rohan looked at his watch for what seemed like the millionth time, a movement that was not lost on his wife Sonal.“Why do you keep doing that? It won’t make the flight land any faster!” Sonal said with some irritation. “And stop shaking your leg so vigorously!”He made a noncommittal sound and picked up a magazine. They were in the airport lounge, waiting for his father Shankar’s flight to land. It was his father’s first trip out of India, but that was not the only reason for Rohan’s nervousness. He had drifted emotionally apart from Shankar ever since he had chosen to work in the Silicon www.onedoor.ccValle...