A  SINCERE REQUEST

Sell your soul,  do not to the wicked satan please.

Be ware, dishonesty is actually a  dangerous disease

Remember, very painful and horrid are his payback fees

This money that you now usurp, tomorrow he will,  from you, cease.

You cannot with your dishonest money,  his palms grease;

With fright, with the seething pain, each day,  your agony will increase;

And your short lived so called joy will soon drastically decrease.

May awaken your temptation filled souls, that are given to him, on lease.

Even now, before it is too late, come out of this ***** muck please.

Dear ancestors,  Zarathushtra, Ahura n Yazads, help them to rise, please .

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Left you this Earth, on this day.

From Goarathman, guide us how to keep Ahreman at bay.

Our faith is vanishing; in our heart, help it stay.

O      VAKSHUR-E-VAKSHURAN, you know the situation, I needn't anything say.

Endangered is Your religion, our own people, foul play.

Come please to save us ; or show us the way.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

REMEMBER

Small may be your home,  but keep your heart big;

Scanty may your hair be,  your own don't mind seeing you without a wig.

Keep people dear  to you, close to your heart;

Where there's love,  adjust one can living in a small corner or part.

Love,  care and trust important are in relationship any.

A millionaire may not be a good host;  have he may, rooms n servants many.

Better is a host, with a house small, but a heart large n attitude caring.

Remember where there's love and care,  there's automatically sharing.

GIVE LOVE,  GET LOVE SHOULD BE THE FUNDA

Armin Dutia Motashaw

DIVINE INTERVENTION

Your divine intervention, Your mercy we seek O Lord;

Living like this we humans can no longer afford.

With covid n storms, in trouble deep is the entire race

In Your loving and caring hands, we rest our case.

Forgive us, help us to recover, n on our feet stand.

Lord kind, seek we Your support, Your helping hand.

Our ego You crushed, the world is again at Your feet.

Today we see humans crying in pain; their chest they beat.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

एक जौहरी, हीरे  मोती का मूल्य आंक सकता है;

लेकिन एक इंसान के मन को कोई पहचान नहीं सकता ।

" अनार ", तू नाचीज़, क्या पहचानेगी, कोइ संत शायद पहचान सकता है।

Anar

O Armaiti divine, in Your safe hands, You, this world lovingly hold.

Protecting us from all extremes, be it torrential rain, heat or bitter cold.

Please listen to my prayers, and plea; my hands, unto You, I reverently fold

Know I, mankind has become callous, selfish, jealous, most cruel n cold;

displayed this is, very obviously in their attitude brazen, so bold.

Generously give us You, water, food, crude oil, iron, minerals, metals other like gold.

Ungrateful we are to  You, our conscience is Dead; to the satan, it we have sold.

Several times through Your actions mild or wild, this to us, You have told;

Even with Your actions, You punish us severely or sometimes gently scold.

Forgive us, n on this day auspicious, I beg You, to now keep us lovingly, in Your fold.  

Armin Dutia Motashaw

फ़ायदा लेना क्या है; कोई इन लोगों से सीखे;

पहले रिश्तेदारी बनाते है; उसे बड़े प्रेमसे निभाते है;

पर जब खत्म हो जाए उनकी मतलब,  पूरा हो जाए काम;

तब दुधमें से मक्खी निकाल कर, उस बिचारी मक्खी को निचोड़ कर, दूध पी जाते है।

हाय रे यह मतलबी जमाना !!!!!

Anar

IF you were a doctor; your patient, I would love to be.
At least, with care great, you would examine me.
Your healing touch, would give my grieving heart some glee.

IF a sculptor you were; your splendid creation I would love  to be.
At least with love n admiration deep; me, you would see.
Love I would that precious touch, the pride of owning me.

IF you were a fashion designer; your style I would be.
In materials beautiful, dress you would me.
Perhaps, then cling you would proudly to me.

IF a goldsmith you were; your dazzling creation, I would be.
Glittering with gold n diamonds, my beauty you would admiringly see.
Precious to you, I would most definitely be, kept under lock n key

Armin Dutia Motashaw.

KINDNESS N COMPASSION

A word of kindness, along  with a smile, goes a long way.

It is just the thing a person needs to happy stay.

Perhaps it will help a person to sail through his bad day.

Imagine yourself in these circumstances, wouldn't you like it this way ?

It will bring you joy,  peace n compassion too; if you try it, definitely it may.

Happy,  healthy and prosperous may this world of ours stay.

For blessings these, to  Ahura,  I sincerely pray.

Aedoon Baad.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

TRADITION

It's tradition, that keeps and holds a culture together.

Slowly, it will die, if shifted we away, to things other.

Care great must be taken to hold these values precious together.

For it's tradition that holds a society or community together;

Shifting away from your roots may be fashion; but it's like foresaking your father.

Remember we must all, to adhere to our rich cultural heritage; foresaking it is disaster.

Let's respect and follow our rich culture, as we would respect our father n mother.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

OUR SOULS

Sold we have our souls to the wicked satan;

That's why, rules us he these days, with his baton.

Sadly we away have moved from nobility n ethics

Happily he practices the divide n rule mathematics.

If only conquer we, our deviating mischievous mind;

Stop being selfish, proud, egoistic, callous n unkind

Rule us, he just cannot, n most miserably fail will.

But create we have to, a strong backbone, to this deal;

Like our noble forefathers, do we will have to deeds good;

Bring black the lost glory, this definitely would.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

सपनो के सौदागर है हम

सपनोको, ख्वाहिशों को, कहां होती है लगाम ?

देखने वालों पर होता नहीं कोई इल्जाम ।

सपने देखते हैं हम दिन में, बिन पिए जाम ।

काश सूरत होती मधुबाला जैसी, नहीं ऐसी आम ।

और गीत संगीत में होता हमारा लताजी जैसा नाम।

काश हमभी गुलज़ार जैसी कविता लिख लेते सुबह शाम ।

मिल जाए काश हमें भी अपनी सपनों की मंज़िल, और मुकाम।

दुआ करो यारो हमारे लिए, हो जाए हमारा काम ।

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A CHILD'S THOUGHTS

Children cute little we are  today

But grownups we will be one day

We are at present like  soft molten clay

Innocent let us remain, keep politics at bay

Please let us our childhood enjoy today

Kindly keep  your adult stuff far away

Prepare us to good humans become, is all we say.

Learn we this from adults; so a fair game do play.

Teach us unity, patriotism n to pray.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LIVING LEGEND

Darling Nurgesh Aunty ,

Here's wishing you Happppppinessss alwayssssss

Happy and healthy may you stay alwayssssss;

May health and happiness be yours,  with blessings from  Zarathushtra

Achieved you have feats great, with blessings from Ahura.

Umpteen patients cured you and in their lives, brought smiles.

Achieving and conquering  many many miles .

So very  happy n thankful I am  for giving me my bundle of joy.

Shez is your most precious gift unto us, our reason for living, our joy.

Love you loads; and  for your good health we all pray.

And thank you I, most sincerely for the knowledge imparted,  every single day.

STAY BLESSED DARLING AUNT.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Long and dark is the night.
To get some sleep, I with myself, fight;
Hoping, about you I will dream all night.
But dark, long and lonely is the night.

Wish, star lit, would be this night.
The silver-gold Moon, shining bright.
Cool n soothing should be the breeze all night.
The Moon's reflection in the river, is a magestic sight.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

શું તું  મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

એક બેન ની વ્યથા......

જેને બેન ને, અંતર ના ઉંડાણ થી ચાહી હતી; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

જે મારી રાખડી પ્રેમ થી બંધાવતો હતો  વર્ષો વર્ષ; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

જેને સદા મારો પડિયો બોલ ઉપાડીયો હતો; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

આપણો પ્રેમ જોઈ ખુશીથી છલકાતું હૈયું માત પિતાનું; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

સુખમાં, દુખમાં તને સૌથી પહેલી યાદ આવતી જે બહેન; શું તું મારો   એજ ભાઈ છે?

લાખોમાં એક એવી ભાઈ બહેન ની જોડી જે હતી; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

કોઇને ન કહેવી હોય એ વાતો ખાલી મને જ જે કહેતો; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

બધાં કહેતાં, કે ભાભી આવવાથી તું બદલાઈ જઈશ; ત્યારે હું એ માનતી ન હતી; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

સમય સાચેજ છે બળવાન; અથવા જેના ઉપર આંધળો વિશ્વાસ હતો, એ ગયો બદલાઇ; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

પિતાના અવસાન પર, જેને  પિતા તુલ્ય માન્યો હતો, એને   દિલાસો પણ ન આપિયો; શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

કોઇક દિવસ, નિરાંતે, દિલ ને તારા તટોલજે, અને કહેજે મને કે શું તું મારો એજ ભાઈ છે?

Armin Dutia  Motashaw

We in our over enthusiasm are harming Nature and ourselves...
Sorry, cute little birdies, we humans, so callous and selfish are;

LITTLE BIRDIES

Also short sighted we are, cannot preserve or see ahead, short sighted; we can't see far !

Destroy we many species, continue to do so; you are one such, why go far !

Harming  creation, has a fashion become; endangered tigers, vultures n others too, are

Hope we help all of you to bounce back n multiply; for in the skies, there are many stars.

"Anar", built has cardboard nests some; come in, n chirp on their swing bar.

Anar

एक मासूम सी कली

मुर्झा रही है एक नन्हीं सी नाजुक सी, खुशबुदार कली;
खिझा के रूखेपन से, बागबान  की बेरुखी से, वोह जली ।

निष्ठुर तूफ़ान आंधि ने झुकाया उसे बेरहमी से;
कुचला उसे, उसके अपनो ने, बड़ी बेशर्मी से

खिल न सकी वोह, खिलखिलाती थी जो, हर घड़ी ।
समय से पहले मुरझाई,  फूल न बन पाई वोह, हो के बड़ी ।


मुर्झा गई एक मासूम सी, नन्ही सी प्यारी कली बिचारी ।
वक़्त के हाथो, ठोकर खाकर, बेमौत, जिंदा जली ।

Armin Dutia Motashaw

HELP HEAL

Because of our misbehaviour, we, animals did indiscriminately ****

Everywhere pollution created, chopped  off trees n plastics did  spill

Destroyed Nature mountains n in seas, oil plenty did spill.

Many species we eliminated and ruthlessly their fate did seal .

Abide we did not with Nature's laws n its time-wheel;

Destructing things left right due to greed, ego, power n zeal.

Ahura, all  the  Ameshaspands please help Armaiti heal.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Always remember to speak softly n gently.
Please don't bark, after all we are not dogs.

Please don't eat like there is no tomorrow; after all we are not hogs.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

જીવન

ખુદાએ આપ્યું આપણને એક અનમોલ જીવન, એમાં આપ્યો પ્યાર

કાશ બધાં જીવી શકતે, માની શકતે આં સુખી, સોનેરી સંસાર

ભલે હોય જીવન લાબું કે ટૂંકું, ભલે હોય જીવનમાં દિવસ ચાર

તો પણ એનો મોહ છે ભારી, કરે છે લોકો જિંદગી સાથે વેપાર

કરે છે એક બીજાઉપર જુલમ, બેઇમાની અને ભયંકર અત્યાચાર.

કાશ આં વૃત્તિ બદલી શકાય, તો જીવનમાં પાછો આવી શકે પ્યાર

પાછા આવે સુખ, શાંતિ; લાગે જીવન, એક મહેકતો ફૂલોનો હાર

ઓ પરવર પ્યારા, આપ અમને આં બુદ્ધિ નેક; તો થાય સુખી હર નર અને નાર.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

📔📘📚📘📔

TO  SIR WITH LOVE

The first look at him, her teacher, n she lost her heart to him that very moment; she gave a stare blank, as he taught

By her emotions, swept away she was, totally off her feet; in a lightening n thunderstorm severe, she was caught

He, the teacher,  suddenly asked her a question, startled her. With a sudden jolt back to reality, she was brought

Her performance drastically had dropped; n reason she had none to give, when she her report to her father brought

With difficulty great, handed over the performance card she did, as she struggled n her tears fought

Now a dropout she was; like Dad, a great business person she would never become; this in her diary, she did jot

Then, one day, her teacher explained, " Love is different from an attraction physical; so she should carefully forward trot."

Smothered, she couldn't him tell, "Sir, I love you." But vowed she, to let him this someday know; n she did so, as proudly held she, the trophy she got

Today, after years many, proudly holding her head high along with the trophy in her hands; her cheeks red, n burning hot;

Proclaimed she proudly amidst all, "This trophy is for you, Sir, with my respect and love! I then, n today, love you a lot. "

Armin Dutia Motashaw

ભજન

ગાતી રહું હું, તારાં પ્રેમ ગીત, થઈને ભાવ વિભોર,

ભજન તારાં, ગાતાં ગાતાં, ન જાને ક્યારે, થઈ જાય ભોર

ગીત પર નહીં, સંગીત કે શબ્દો પર નહીં, ભાવ પર મારા કરજે ગૌર.

યાદ રહે સદા તને, તું જ છે, મારો પ્રીતમ, મારો ચિતચોર,

આં રાધા નો પુકાર સાંભળ,
ઓ ગોપીઓના માખનચોર

આમ વાંસળી વગાડી, કર નહીં મને આવી રીતે ભાવ વિભોર

સાંભળતાજ તારી વાંસળી મધુર, નાચવા લાગે, મારા મન નો મોર.

તું ભલે હોય આખા જગતનો, પણ મેં તો બાંધી છે, તારીજ સાથે પ્રેમ-ડોર

ગાઈ ગાઈ ભજન, પુકારું તને, હું તને બી કરું ભાવ વિભોર

આવી જા સાંભળી ભજન મારા, હવે કેટલો રીઝાવું તને, ઓ ચિતચોર

Armin Dutia Motashaw

SUNSET

Loved I to watch Sunsets, found them I, very romantic, filled they my very being with love; instilling n infusing love in every cell

From my rive-facing balcony, a multicolored evening sky, looked a la grande; as sunrays, shining n shimmering in the water fell;

One's own eyes, watch this magic has to; as one cannot simply describe, narrate or its beauty tell

It felt Heavenly, listening to soft lilting music, as, I on my easy-chair sat, enjoying breeze refreshing n cool

Admired I always, how Ahura magnificently paints these skies so easily, without brushes or kit, without any tool

One day, along with those swaying coconut trees, tried I, to paint this all; oh I was such a big fool.

Now these sunsets same; me,  into melancholy send; make me sad they; n down come tears streaming

Like a monsoon river, gushing in spate, uncontrolled, they from my eyes are often brimming

With your life-partner gone, days n nights, including these evenings, turn gloomy; this reality is now lost, to dreaming.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

बावरे नैन

दर्शन को तरसते हैं तेरे पिया, मेरे यह बावरे नैन

छिन लिया है मोहन तुने, मेरे दिल का चैन ;

बता मुझे, धुन्द्ने तुझे, बिरहन मै, कहां  जाऊ

बंध करू इन्हे, तो दर्शन की झलक पाऊ ;

खोलूं नैन तो, हो जाए तू ओज़ल;

बिरहमें तेरे, थक गई हूँ, सांसे भी है बोझल

तेरे बिरह में असवन बहाये, मेरे यह बावरे नैन;

बांसुरीया तेरी, सुना कर मीठी ताने, कर जाती हैं जिया बेचैन

तरसाना, तड्पाना इतना, ठीक नही है प्रितम मेरे ,

शाम सवेरे, नित्य तरसु  मैं, दर्शन को तेरे

नज़र फेर कर, मुझे ठुकरा कर, क्या मिलेगा तुझे ;

बस माँगू इतना, दर्शन दिखला जा मोहन मुझे ।

Armin Dutia  Motashaw

GRANDPA

Remember lovingly I, those years precious.
Your feeding us with food, truly delicious.

Your inculcating, values religious; help me,  so much today.
About the Shahnameh, n its heroes, all that you did narrate n say;

You, calling us by names of famous Persians ;
Building a sense of pride in us ; Cocassians.

Those stories wonderful, about our kings n pehlwans great ;
And the pathetic sad ones about our ancestors fate.

That picture, so well painted by you, in my memory still dwells.
Even today,  with their pain, often a tear in my eye swells.

Thank you dearest Dosu-pappa,  for this love, that you inculcated ;
Understand I the torture n pain, of our ancestors, that you stated.

Let me this important value instill, in our  children young.
To narrate, how our ancestors, to their religion diligently clung.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

ISN'T HE ONE?

Called He is, by so very many, endlessly different names ;

Worshipped He is with various different n selfish aims.

But, know we this my dear friend, that God is an entity, just one.

Called He may be God, Ahura Mazda, Bhagvan, Allah, Shiv, Father n son.

Legends many, parables, stories umpteen, about Him are told.

Things of worship, charms, malas amulets, rosaries in His name are sold.

The worst, the saddest is, taking His holy name, instead  of uniting,  people fight;

Politicians instigate voters,  that others are wrong n they are right.

Public worshippers often a nuisance for many others create;

Conversions are harmful, yet sadly,  increasing alarmingly is their rate.

Why are we so cruel n autocratic? Why do we have to wrongly, things right prove ?

Can't we worship peacefully and lovingly, In a way that He truly does approve?

Armin  Dutia Motashaw

Lord,
Today ashamed You must be, of Your very own creation.

Men who are suffering from such wicked, brutal, inhuman fixation.

This heartless, headless human, cannot Your creation be;

You O Lord, full of wisdom, love and compassion are; how can there, a relation be.

All we can do is to request You to intervene, and this madness stop.

They just cannot endlessly people ******; like butchers they chop.

Help O Lord the dear ones of every victim, injured or dead.

Their loss irreparable is, but You I kindly request to heal their heart n head.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

LOVE NEVER DIES

Ah ! so very young she was, just in inter science, when fell in love she did

But scared she was to this admit, trying to suppress, she, it very cleverly hid

But her Mom read her expressive eyes n requested her to her feelings share

Confiding in her Mom,  she admitted, "yes, him I love & for him, really care"

With her Ma's guidance, she his attention won; love blossomed n did bloom

Soon married they were, joy there was aplenty in families both; for anything else, there was no room

soon after, arrived a cute plump baby boy, who was for everyone a wonderful, cuddly toy.

Life was one big great celebration, there was plenty of love, prosperity and joy.

Good things end so did their luck; when pregnant with her baby 2nd; in an accident her love died

Shattered she was, changed had drastically, in a moment, her life; now a widow from a bride.

Sorrow surrounded her, both sets of parents now shifted to live with her, to help her survive

Worried they were about her n her babe; eagerly everyone was awaiting for the baby to arrive

When saw they the new born son, everyone impulsively knew, it was him, who was born again

As they put him on her lap, she immediately said," love never dies, you had to come back again"

"NOW MY VALENTINE IS REBORN AS MY SON".
TRUE, EVERYONE ALMOST SIMULTANEOUSLY SAID, "LOVE NEVER DIES "

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दर्द कहां किसीको भाते हैं !
फिर भी वो जीवनमे आते हैं ।

कुछ दर्द बड़े कीमती और न्यारे है
कुछ दर्द जिगर के करीब और प्यारे है।

सोचा था अमन चमन और प्यार में जीवन बसर करेंगे;
सोचा न था, तुझ पर दिल लूटा के तुझ पर यूह मरेंगे ।

मिला न तु, तो दर्द तेरा अपना लिया मैंने;
जीवन भर याद रहे, ऐसी सौगात दे दी तुने ।

प्यार छुपता नहीं, छुपानेसे, यह तो था पता;
पर दर्द तेरा, दिल में बसा लेंगे, यह न था पता ।

अब तो जिएंगे उम्र भर,  इस दर्द के साथ;
और मरेंगे भी, लेकर यही एहसास;
खाली हाथ ।

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DESIRE DEEP

To be loved; every heart does seek

It's a desire deep n strong, not weak

With harsh words, a heart  cracks

Of scars multiple, there are tracks

Another's heart, like your very own treat;

Where there is harshness, just retreat.

Treat with lots of love n care everyone's heart;

Treat it as if of you, it's a very part

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A great son to Mother India was born, on this day.
Swami Vivekanand we adore you, in every way.

May we practise your teachings, n  with us may it always stay.

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કવિ હૃદય


કલ્પનાઓ નો જીવતો જાગતો નમૂનો એટલે કવિ હૃદય

તરંગો માં, સંવેદનશીલ એનું હૃદય, સર્વદા મારતું હોય ગોટા

પરાયું સુખ જોઈ એ ઝૂમી ઉઠે
પરાયા દુઃખમાં થાય એ બહુ દુઃખી

એનું હૃદય છે કોમળ અને સંવેદનશીલ , બિલકુલ મીન જેવું.

કુદરત ના રંગોમાં એ ઢળી જાય, મૌસમમાં એ  ખોવાઈ જાય

નદી ની જેમ એની કલમ વહે, સાગર જેમ તરંગો ઉછળે

ઝીલ ની જેમ એ શાંત થાય ; તો કદી ઊંચા પહાડો પર ઉડે.

પ્રીતમ ની પ્રીત માં એ ડૂબી જાય, લોહીમાં કલમ ડુબાડી રચનાઓ રચે

કવિ હ્રદય નું શું કેહવુ, સૂર્યાસ્ત વેળા એ સાગર માં સમાય

તો પૂનમનો ચાંદ જોઈ એ ખીલી ઉઠે, એની કલ્પનાઓ ની જેમ

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મુબારક હોજો તમને આં નૂતનવર્ષ, આં નવું સાલ

બંને એ તમારા માટે સાચેજ બેમિસાલ

મળે તમને કીર્તિ, સુખ, સન્માન, સંપતિ આં સાલ

હર રીતે મુબારક હોજો તમને આં નવું સાલ

આપજો અને મેળવજો તમારા વહલાઓ નો વહાલ

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MERRY CHRISTMAS

It was a cold windy day and Fariz was walking home in quick footsteps. He was already late and his darling Mom would be anxiously awaiting his arrival.
It was really cold and Fariz had put his hands in his pocket to save them from getting cold. As he walked, he remembered how his Mom gave him Xmas gifts (from Santa of course,) every year. It was a wonderful feeling. Just as he was thinking he heard the squeaking of a puppy. "O the poor little thing must be cold I guess".
He looked around; if a shop was still open, he could perhaps get some milk, but everything was closed. It was Xmas eve. The puppy was still crying. His feet automatically drew towards that little helpless creature. His heart cried at what he saw.
The little pup was trying to awaken his mother, who was stiff dead. His heart broke and tears rolled down his eyes. On an impulse, he picked that little pup and cuddled it. He put it close to his heart, under his jacket. Fariz was about to leave, when he heard another cry. Lo behold !  Oh my God , there is another one too. He picked it up too and warmed both of them as he briskly walked towards home.
He was now close to his house, just a few blocks away. As he was crossing one home, he heard two little voices, talking to Santa. One of them said, " oh Santa, I can't put a stocking up for my wish; for I wish to have a puppy". His sister said, "I can and I will put up mine because I want a cute teddy."
Listening to them, Fariz immediately put one puppy down at their entrance, rang the bell and ran away saying, " ** ** **." When the little sibblings opened the door, their joy was indescribable. They screamed and danced around the little creature with joy. Their mother came out to see what was happening and was extremely surprised to see a cute live puppy. She picked it up and brought it in. The children were over joyed to have a real puppy.
Fariz watched all this and quietly went home.
His Mom was eagerly waiting for him. He walked in, took the little puppy out of his jacket and said, " Mom, This is Santa's gift for you". I remember you giving me one for years, now it's my turn.
They both quickly gave the cute little pup some warm milk and got busy, making him a bed. Fariz asked, "Mom what will we name him?" Mom said, "Rex, because my Mom had a dog, called Rex, whom she dearly loved".
Oh wow, it's gonna be a great Xmas ! as they cuddled little Rex, and said, "shhhh... Wait till Dad gets up to see him".

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Wish the heart logical would be;

Wish it could worldly logic see !!

Knows the heart, at stake is joy n glee;

But sadly it cannot away from love flee.

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REAL V/S REEL

A big difference there is in real life n that of reel

Misled are young ones,  watching it a thrill they feel.

Sadly,  following a life wrong,  REALITY they seal.

Confused they are how to, with an actual reality deal.

Only if someone tell them could,  the difference between a mountain n a mole-hill.

There is no Snowwhite  nor dwarfs; that's  why fall Jack n Jill.

Harsh is a real life, with grinding stone and a grinding mill;

Allows life does not us to relax and take a chill pill.

Live we have to a life,  much against our wishes,  as per His will.

Hope some guidance is available to keep them closer to a life real.

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BE A HUMAN GOOD

Treat we our bosses n seniors with respect; but how do we, our subordinates treat?

Do they, to you come forward with their difficulties or seeing you retreat?

Personal problem if any; share do they, with you; coming up to your seat?

Do they their joys, also share with you; do they you enthusiastically meet?

Their eyes watch keenly every morning, when  they, wish you n  greet

Reveal the truth their eyes will, if, with respect true, you they treat.

Remember always to respect n with love respond to subordinates, when you them meet.

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तेरे गुण

सुझे न क्या लिखूं, इस लिए बड़ी देर मैंने लगाई;

अब तक हाथ पकड़कर बहुत कविताएं तुने  लिखाई ;

पर ऐसी भी क्या रुसवाई, की खुद के लिए, कुछ न लिखवाया, ओ मेरे साईं ;

आखिर आज, तुने, खुद के लिए, मेरे हाथों से, एक  कविता है लिखवाई

कान्हा तो है नटखट; पर आप क्यों बन बैठेथे हरजाई, यह बात समझ में न आई ;

दुहाई हो दुहाई, मेरे साईं , अब आखिर, आज वो रात अायी;

जब तुने मेरे हाथो से, तेरे लिए, एक कविता लिखवाई।

एक प्रेम भारी रचना, जो तेरे लिए ही लिखी और है गाई ।

प्रेम  आदरभरे वंदन तुझे, ओ गुरु, ओ पिता, ओ साईं ।

खुश हूं आज मैं बहुत; आखिर तुने, तेरे लिए, मेरे हाथों से, एक कविता लिखवाई ।

गुण तेरे अपार, लिख नहीं पाउगी; परबत तु, मै हूं छोटिसी राई ।

तेरी महिमा अपरंपार, बया कर नहीं पाऊ; मुझमें प्रेम की अखंड ज्योत तुने है जलाई;

श्रृद्धा और सबूरी की, अनन्य ज्योति, मेरे जीवन में, तुने ही है जगाई ।

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CLEVER ???REALLY???

Men, oh we men,  think we are clever very;

Hence we directly or indirectly harm creature every

And in doing this, unfortunately pride great we take

Our ego we pamper n boost with these achievements; fake.

Tigers, them we shot; vultures n some more, we indirectly ****

Sea animals, cows, dogs die, eating plastic bags, bottles; their fate too we seal

As if enough this is not, by chopping trees,   our own childrens, of oxygen we deprive

Sadly to destroy, to ****, to harm creatures n human beings, we actually strive.

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👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼

MOTHERS

Mothers are divine, that's why it is perhaps said, " A mother is a mother, like her, there isn't another"

Of course, Ahura's blessings also come in the form of wonderful fathers, sisters n brothers.

Mum, thanks a million for leaving your spiritual duties n coming down for me, from up above

Ma, I have words sufficient not; for your protection in forming for me, that envelope of love

That loved n secured feeling that I get, that wonderful, comforting, reassuring feeling you give.

May be it's this bond, that's there, right from the time, me, your little baby you did conceive.

Thank you, darling Ma, for requesting Ahura n even leaving aside your heavenly duties for your lil girl.

I am indeed so very thankful for this envelope of love, where, in your arms, I can, so very comfortably curl.

Your  Anar

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मृग तृष्णा से कभी बुझती नहीं प्यास
फिर्भी, जीवनभर हम बांधे रखते हैं एक आश।
न जाने, क्यू करते  है हम, इस मृगजल पे विश्वास?
जो कभी नहीं बुझाता तन मन की प्यास।
बन जाते है हम,दूसरों के लिए एक उपहास।
हो जाता है हमारी आकांगशाओ का नाश,
फिर भि बुझती नहीं हमारी अधूरी प्यास।

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TIME

Almost everyone in and around us, is busy, there is always an acute shortage of time;

But if at all, we really for someone care, then do give them some of your precious time.

We speak so much, but very little do, to actually do something, we have to create this time.

A little less time on the mobile and computer can perhaps help us to smuggle that time.

Children are our future, they are our tomorrow, pleeeease give them your attention and time.

What we are today is because of our elders, our parents, then for them, why can't we spend time???

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COARSE OR FINE

Coarse do not be; try and be fine.

Only then, like gold you will shine.

Your character, your finesse must define.

Build a character strong, like a straight line.

Won't try this many will; but hopefully will, one from ninety nine.

If you try to build it, the results will be fine.

At least, this constantly will be an endeavour of mine.

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HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY

Everyone in some way, is a teacher and also a  student.

To learn things good we should be students eager  n ardent.

Teachers, lots of knowledge, in subjects varied, to us impart.

Our  Mom is our first teacher; from here,  education starts.

Learning is continuous; knowledge an ocean is; not a tank.

Today, this opportunity I take, to sincerely all my teachers thank.

A  very big thank you to everyone who taught me something.

It's from  you  TEACHERS,  that this fledgling has got beautiful wings.

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JUST IMAGINE

There is no
need to be under the effect of any drink; Whiskey or gin;

Can you just close your two beautiful eyes and this situation imagine;

Surrounded you are by greenery; an orchard where grow fruits, flowers and vegetables

Filled with this fresh, hand picked fruits and veggies, is your kitchen table.

In every corner, or on centre  tables of the house, your home , there are fresh, sweet smelling flowers!

Sincerely, if this, in reality can happen; I wouldn't mind imagining this; daydreaming of this, for hours!!!

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પૂછું હું તને

લાખ કરો પ્રયત્ન, પ્રીત પરાણે થાય નહિ, જાણે આં સૌ.

પણ થયા પછી, એ ભૂલાય પણ નહિ, જાણે આં સૌ.

આવો વિચિત્ર કેમ હશે આં પ્રેમ, સમજાવે કોઈ આં મને.

વિના વિચાર્યે શા કારણે ઉત્પન્ન થતો હશે આં પ્રેમ; સમજાવે કોઈ આં મને.

કોઈને આપે એ સુખ અપાર, કોઈ સહે વિરહ નું દર્દ; હશે આવું કેમ ?

પ્રેમી પારેવડાં આપે એક બીજા માટે પ્રાણ, તો લેય જીવ પણ; હશે આવું કેમ ?

કૃષ્ણ તું તો જગ નો દાતા, તું વિધાતા; આં પ્રીત શા કાજે રચી તે ?

પ્રશ્ન અનેક, જવાબ આપ તું કાંઈક તો,  આં પ્રીત શા કાજે રચી તે ???

તેં પ્રીત રચી રાધા સાથે, રુક્મિણી ને બનાવ્યા રાણી; આવું કેમ ?

મીરાંની એક તરફની પ્રીતે, બનાવી દીધી બિચારી ને દીવાની; આવું કેમ ?

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HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS

Live you may, anywhere, in any part of the world, but home is always, where your heart is.

It is where you have ties, sentiments attached; where your stress you can release

It's definitely that place, where your heart, mind and body are relaxed n at ease.

Not necessarily a place posh, overflowing with wealth, it's where you can your tensions release

Where music of your choice, you can hear, or just read whatever you please

We all need materialistic comforts, gadgets too; certainly buy you may these;

But that little comfy place, where your heart yearns to be; actually your home is.

If with me you agree about this, let me know your views please.

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ઉંમર નો તકાજો

યાદશકિત ધીરે ધીરે ઓસરી રહિ છે,
સહનશક્તિ પણ એજ રીતે ઓસરી રહી છે;

ન જાણે હું કેટકેટલું વિસરી રહી છું,
પણ જે વિસરાવું જોઇયે, તે ક્યાં વિસરી રહી છું?

ઉંમર પોતાનો તકાજો કરે છે; તો પણ હું શા કાજ ખટાશમાં મિસરી નાખી રહી છું!

જીવનમાં બેબસ્તા,  એક કડવાશ સતત આવતો જાય છે, શું એને ઘટાડવા  મીસરી કામ આવશે?

શરીરના દરેક અવ્યયમાં દુઃખદર્દ વધી રહ્યાં છે; કામ કરતી નથી કોઇ ઔષદી, કોઇ જીવન કેસરી

માલિક, શું જીવન એક ઘુવડ બની વિતાવવું પડશે ખૂણે બેસી એક; ચપળતા વિસરી?

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LORD MINE

I have no right to interfere in Your divine judgment,  know this I well;

But saddened I am with things going around; n tears swell

Death, disaster, ****, loot, cheating, injustice, all around us  dwell

Sadly, complaints of injustice have only on deaf ears fell.

People are troubled; specially **** victims are going through hell

Lord, request  You desperately I, please their troubles quell.

Know I,  and intend not to interfere,  but  my heart burns n You, this I tell.

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