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WAND MAN Once upon a time, in a village far above the brick there lives a man named nick He was very long and wide Everbody used to call him pointy nide  He used to live all the time in the side But he was huge, unable to hide He couldnot go out alone He always need someone But, as he is always home He has friend in the count of none He was alone and hopeless He couldnot read and write  He was a complete mess He was not so bright Nobody helps him nor did love He was lonely in this huge world He tried to change his looks often But what the god created is harden He search for the help But, could only find grief One fine day he saw a man walking down In his hand may seems like a sword he own Upon moving closer he finds the light in his hand It was coming from his wand He approached to cut him into normal After warning, the man chops him into normal He was happy and went to the village  For the first time, he went to the village He met a beautiful lady He has now becoming sha...

  The pastor stands beneath the tree holding a lantern and a spade. It was a huge field outside the town in nowhere. People rarely visits this part of the area. This part of the valley was barely navigated through road. Some scenes of life may seen on the day but as the night arouses the place becomes deserted. The stranger passing by stands with glaze and glim in his eye. "Is the town this way?", pointing the down way the stranger catches the eye of the pastor. Upon raising the question the stranger formidably waited for his answer. Although, he might know the way. Often asking the known topic to another man is the way to starts the conversation. It is regarded as the sign of welcoming of the grit and belief. As the gloomy night covered with haze is battling with the sober body of the stranger. He patiently waits for the reply.... With the soft and soothing voice the pastor replied with the dilemma. "Where are you heading!" It is just simple as you think the strang...