With the net, everyone of us is immortal

Its a holiday and I was just browsing around the net.  I wanted to see what results I get by googling my son's name.

I was pleasantly surprised to find these two poems written by him almost eight years back.  It brought a smile in my place.  This also establishes the fact that like the scriptures we find on stone the messages that we post on the web get some kind of immortality. 

Reptiles - by S. Niranjan, V - D, Vidya Mandir, Mylapore, Chennai.

With sticky tongue,
They wander around the sun,
Let us see them and have some fun.
 
Let us see the reptiles,
How they change their color,
They look so scary,
But not hairy!

They can change their color to the color of everything
They can change their color to including the color of tin
 With poisonous tongue,
Look out everyone!
See the reptiles and have some fun.
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New Little Baby Brother - by S. Niranjan, V - D, Vidya Mandir, Mylapore, Chennai.
 
Cuddly and cute,
Sleeping in my mother's lap,
Lay a pleasant surprise,
For my father, and me
A little baby brother.

Sweet tiny baby,
For me and my father,
When he woke up,
With his small little eyes,
 Like cute little moles.

I gave my sweet brother,
A loving gentle tap,
And a small woolen cap,
As he cuddled in my mother's lap.

We have to just google with the name of our relatives and friends, live or dead, to get what is engraved about them or by them on the net.  Interesting.