Twinkle Twinkle

Twinkle Twinkle little star, we use to chant this poem in our early childhood even not able to speak well, mother, father used to sing for us and we use to follow them, so we as something new, we start repeating it as and when we want or someone says what do you know? Poem... Little star, twinkle twinkle ... Where is a star? Above the head. Raise the hand up and show the space of the sky...

What are those stories to believe in...

Any fantasy character use to stay in space, sky and use to come to meet us when we are in trouble!!

That 'Pari', yes 'Pari' with wings and stars stuck in hand is so dear one! Love her dress, star in hand! I also want to become like her twinkle twinkle little star in hand, nice pink color dress, caring personality, help others when they are in trouble...

I do not want to become, engineer, doctor, teacher when I grow...

Yes, Yes, I want to become a 'Paris as a Pari!! Only as a Pari. Stay in space, come down by flying, expanding my wings, shown twinkles in needy one's eyes!!