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It Was A Play Day.

The rain is playing,

The game of cat and mouse with us,

The simple men.

In the beauty of the early morning sunshine,

Few boys played some games,

They played gilly-danda, cricket and football.

Then again came the rain,

And all went to their homes,

Without any wait.

All the day,

They played in and around their house,

Waiting for the rain to abate.

It was a play day.

The schools are about to begin.

When I was small,

I would enjoy each and every day before the school,

Now those days are gone.

It’s a relief.

That’s that and let us play,

Aren’t they good?

That in them we do belief.

Adios!

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A Letter To Write.

A letter to write,

Is my need,

Is my laugh,

And is indeed,

My food,

My happiness,

My bliss,

And for it,

I cry.

A letter to write,

Must be written.

It must reach faster.

My beloved maternal grandmother is waiting for it,

As the days are getting longer and longer.

A letter to write,

Isn’t a madness,

Though many are mad.

They harm,

They charm,

Yet seem absolutely normal,

When spoken to,

But you must remain calm.

Otherwise, their true form would surprise you to the core.

A letter to write,

Makes me happy,

Makes me be free.

It’s best to the write the letter,

It must reach thee (My maternal grandmother).

Adios!

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Forgiveness.

Forgiveness is not a candle which can be lit as soon as you want to. Neither it is a ” forget it all and all is well” chip card.Nor is it a recurring process to commit mistakes, knowing that you would be forgiven.

It is not a tool for cleverness, for slyness, for spying.

It’s a boon which must be used to ask for forgiveness which comes from deep within the heart.

Beter if both your heart and mind are in sync.

On a daily basis we commit many mistakes especially the silly ones.

We often fall in traps of the overbearing minds and get entangled in such things which can’t be undone.

Forgiveness is asked for and by people like it’s a candy to got for free.

My Meher Baba is The Lord Of Mercy. His name name means “The father who mercies or The Merciful father.”

But don’t take him lightly. He does forgive, but the tests through which one has to pass are great.He walks the talks, and talks what he walks.

So, ask for forgiveness but it must be true . Otherwise when the time comes, you would ask for forgiveness for asking wrong or false forgiveness.

It’s better to row the boat yourself than to ask someone to do it free for you.

Adios!

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In The Rain I Find Me.

In the rain I find me.

Under an umbrella, forgotten my family.

Eating hot pakoras and drinking tea.

Oh! My God, what my wife will say, if she sees me.

How much out of my mind,

Wanted to enjoy the rain.

If the God wishes, can anybody refrain?

I know you have school, college and office.

But the man makes pakoras very nice.

I feel that I have gone back, twenty-five years of life.

I was young and cut the vegetables with my knife.

Least I took an autorickshaw,

Used to walk miles.

Now my dropping shoulder, cries for that noise,

Till my tea and pakora is there,

And pull from my family,

Made me buy two extra packets of pakoras for their tea.

Adios!