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Being a Father is a special being...
only father can understand...
or a child can understand....

When a mother is carrying a child in her womb...
for 9 months...
a father is carrying his child in his brain...!

when a mother is taking care of covering the baby all night...
Father is busy arranging the roof over that room where the baby will sleep...

When a mother is busy teaching the baby first letters...
Father is busy arranging funds for the best school the baby will study...

When mother is busy arranging food on the table..
Father is busy making sure the groceries reaches the house for the family to feed...

When mother is lovingly saving child from getting scolded from father for some mischief or other...
Father is busy making arrangements to make sure the child can be prepared to live a boarder's life in hostel....

All those moments when a child is getting cosy with mom...
loving mom to the bottom of its heart....
father is making sure the bond stays like that ever...

Having a father is a privilege,
having a father as rock in your house should be appreciated,
taken care of & loved...!!!

Sparkle In Wisdom
#Just for father s...
I once ran into a kitchen knife
Crazy, it came flying after my dear life
Gourds it must ,take by surprise
Dare not, humans and mice
Savvy a peeler, knew was not a cleaver knife
My first attempt at a  Limerick
Drench us knee deep with high words of your experiences,
Fill our heads with your tender words,

Let us have our glass of wisdom,
From the words that will flow from your memoir,

This side are we, meek with folded hands awestruck...
That side be you... Our shining star..

Sparkle In Wisdom
# today in the full moon day, we in India celebrate "guru" poornima... Which is reverence of our teachers both physical and spiritual...
फिर से गूंजेगा चंबल
बंदूको के धमाकों से,
फर्क सिर्फ इतना होगा
इस बार पूरा भारत भड़केगा।

कल चेन्नई में सत्रह लोग
हवशी दरिंदे पकड़े गए,
बहरी नन्हीं लड़की को
ज़िंदा लाश बना के गुज़र गए।

आज सुबह चंडीगढ़ से
२२ लोगों की करतूत सुनी,
चार दिनों तक कैद कर के
हैवानियत की कहानी गढ़ी।

३५ साल बीत गए जब फूलन ने
२२ लोगों को बेहमयी में
मौत के घाट उतारा था,
कांप उठा था उत्तर भारत
तब सारा देश जागा था।

कब तक हमें यह हैवानियत को सहना होगा,
मां, बहन, बेटी को कब तक घुट घुट के जीना होगा,
इतिहास गवाह है चुप रह के किसी को आजादी नहीं मिली,

* इसलिए, *

फिर से आज धमाका बहमयी सा दुबारा करना होगा,
उठकर आज फिर लड़कीयोँ को
बंदूक में गोली भरना होगा,
फिर से खून की होली इस देश में खेलना होगा,
फिर से मां काली जगदंबा को
इस धरती पर जीवन लेना होगा,
पापी अगर पाप करने से डरना छोड़ दे,
अगर लड़की की इज्जत करना छोड़
कमज़ोर शिकार समझने लगे,
फिर से धमाका इतना ज़ोरदार करना होगा,
सिर्फ देश में ही नहीं दुनिया में भी
कंपन इस बार मचाना होगा।

उठ खड़े हो मेरे देश की लड़कियों
अपनी बारी आने के पहले,
वरना इसी देश में तुम्हे
अपमानित जीवन जीना होगा,
अगर आज ना उठीं तुम,
सफाई जीवन भर देना होगा
यहां ना बची कभी द्रौपदी और सिता,
कठघरे में तुम्हे भी उनकी ही तरह
फिर खड़ा होना होगा।

Sparkle In Wisdom
19/07/2018.
Rough try....

Once again the ravines of chambal*,
Will echo with sound of guns,
The only difference is will be this time,
That the whole of India will be burning bright,

Just yesterday in South India,
17 vultures have been caught,
They had made a deaf girl,
A living dead body, killed her soul, ***** her laughter..

Just today morning in North India,
Read about the heinous acts of 22 men ,
For four days they kept a girl a prisoner
To thr immoral demands,
Brutally writing thr own horrendous story of ****..

35 years ago when Phulan was alive,
She had killed 22 men in an instant in Behmayi*..
North India has shivered then
The whole India awoke them..

Till when,
Will we have to beat this horrendous crime,
Will a mother sister daughter live in epathy,
History is witness that
No freedom was attained by being silent...

And so,

Once again a blast of Behmayi have to be repeated,
Girls will have to get up and fill thr guns ,
Once again a ****** game will have to be played,
Once again mother goddess Jagdamba*
Will have to reincarnate on Earth..
If the culprits have become fearless of committing crime,
If they stop having respect for girls,
Start believing girls to be weak and a easy prey.. Will have to once again
Do a blast that strong..
Not only our country but the whole world must be shaken..

Stand upright my country girls
Before someone lynch you..
Or else in those same country you will be insulted, blamed and given bad names,
If you don't rise today tho protect yourself,
You will have to give explanation for life time..
In this country of ours..
Where Draupadi and Sita were not saved,
One day you will also have to stand in the box like them..

Sparkle in Wisdom.
1/8/2018

Regards
Last year with a heavy heart...
We moved in to this new house..

Human emotions are so confusing..
I am in a country far away from my own,
I don't connect here though,
Still when it comes to moving
First old temporary house seems more mine than the other new one..

Strange..

When we came here,
The house was full of trees..
But strange things happened...
Each day my daughter came back with tiny red beads with no holes in it...
They were perfect red beads
Triangle in shape, slight elevated in the middle..
Each time she came with one my curiosity grew many fold...

After few months. . We got the surprise of our life..
The trees with tiny leaves had brown dried beans..
The fully dried beans had split open and stuck out from it
Were the same red 'beads'.... Today was found they were 'RED BEANS'..

After searching the web.. And settle the curiosity
After breaking each dried beans from the tree..
After storing each red bean..
I found out they are beans of RED SANDALWOOD..
The strange fact too..
In The old times..
Due to uniqueness and perfection of shape
Jewellers used it to measure gold!!
In my quest I found
The seeds are valuable even today..!!

But for me and my daughter it was a treasure of our new house
Memories building for a 'new temporary house'
To make it a loving old house,
The new house which was call "forest"
For it's various insects, bees, & multipedes.. Both brown and albino,
We finally forgot our old house..
We started loving our new house..
Almost after a year we moved in..
We love it equally if not more..

Sparkle In Wisdom'
#new house #curious daughter.
Planting seeds all alike
Some rot and lose the might
Toil he does for every grain
be it sun or the wanting rain
Watering and tending
With his bare hands
Watching the field of happy thoughts
Beaming with happiness,he stands tall
The farmer
With a happy crop
  Jul 2018 Sparkle in Wisdom
FunSlower
When Fire met Ice
time froze in the heat of the moment.

The clock can only click again
when the flames face the sun.

While the tide pulls tight,
wishing for an endless, silent night,
true flames can only burn bright for one.

Lights out, or sun over gun?
Melt me.
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