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No Cricket Only Catch-Catch.

Yesterday was Sunday. I don’t know what had happened. But all the teams which play cricket in the stadium near my house, came to the stadium but didn’t play cricket. Most of them sat on their bikes (which were allowed in the stadium) and had a good chit chat. It appeared that the group which was suppose to bring cricket bats for playing had given the other groups a slip and there was nothing play cricket with. So after an hour, the remaining teams went to a nearby shaded area and started playing catch-catch with the tennis ball. I had fun watching them play catch-catch, as it is a game which I love playing. The boys looked happy and it seemed they had more fun playing catch-catch than playing cricket as everybody got a chance to catch the ball.

It was happy day. Play catch-catch and enjoy.

Adios!

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An Explanation.

An explanation.

An explanation is all what we all need.

An explanation,

Please let me give it.

An explanation,

Why mothers make food so beautifully?

An explanation,

Why taxes are so high?

An explanation,

Why holidays are less?

An explanation,

Why salaries are so low,

When profits are so high?

An explanation,

Why can’t we play all day along?

An explanation,

Why do we all need to attend school?

An explanation,

Can’t we all be peace loving and be just to ourselves?

An explanation,

Why getting full marks in mathematic is so hard?

An explanation,

Why being a topper is so much in demand?

An explanation,

Why do we all need explanation for each and everything?

When there is nothing to explain!

Adios!

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The Results.

The results are what all await,

The results are what which make our fate.

Most of the time,

They are highly unfair,

Yet we have to accept them,

Without any protest.

Exams are based on results,

Which doesn’t give any merit.

Merits are only found in one’s self.

But a meritorious soul is very hard to find.

Results are what we all await, In anxiety, in tension,

In pray to Our beloved Lord,

Yet when they come,

We stand still,

As if time has stopped,

When they are announced our heart beat rises.

After they are declared we all are relieved.

We are the ones who run after results,

But we can do better without waiting for them.

The results don’t build our lives,

We do.

The results are not important.

We are.

Adios!

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Marvellous.

Marvellous is this creation.

Marvellous is the handiwork of the creator.

Marvellous is the Sun,

Who gives us all infinite light.

Marvellous is fresh water,

As without water,

This creation would not have sustained.

Marvellous are mother and father,

Who are our Gods on Earth.

Marvellous is the rose.

Marvellous is the marble balls,

With which we all have played.

Marvellous are the chips,

Marvellous are macaroni and cheese,

Which we eat with delight.

Marvellous is mathematics,

Which has confused us all.

Marvellous is food,

Which subsides our hunger.

Marvellous are the tech gadgets,

Which have made our life so easier,

Still yet difficult.

Mrvellous are newspapers,

Which hardly give us true news.

Marvellous are the creams,

Which make us fairer and brighter,

Yet dull.

Marvellous are the board marks,

In which to excel we spent day and night studying like mads.

Yet when the results come,

Very few get the marks which they want.

Marvellous are the jobs,

Which only extol us without paying much.

Marvellous is Ma’s love. Much more than that it is.

So is Baba’s love.

Love is most marvellous which heals us all.

Marvellous is time,

Which doesn’t wait for anybody.

Yet it is still,

Yet ticking.

Marvellous are Sai Baba Of Shirdi and Meher Baba,

Who are God.

Marvellous itself is marvellous,

As very few are truly are.

Adios!