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Few.

Few are the things that we all need.

Few are the breads that we all break.

Few of us have money, while most gather on it.

Few are the precious moments in life.

Few days of school.

Few days of college.

Few days of youth.

Few days of job.

Few days of this and that.

Few days of cheer.

Few days we all need,

To be in our top most gear.

Few days with God changes everything.

Few days of his love builds and blesses everything.

Few days of all love and beauty and good food,

Is what few of us really want and do they really get.

Few is few, yet fewer, yet the want gets bigger and bigger and bigger.

Adios!

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But In Truth.

But in truth,

I know you.

But in truth,

I feel you.

But in truth,

I see you.

But in truth,

You are divine.

But in truth,

True and in thine.

But in truth,

The reality is different.

But in truth,

We all can shine.

But in truth,

You were there.

But in truth,

We all were.

But in truth,

It isn’t easy.

But in truth,

It all was, will be and ever wil be.

So was the sky, the moon, the earth and the all Glowing Sun.

And so are we.

Adios!

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My Meher Baba And Sai Baba Of Shirdi.

Meher Baba is the “Avatar of the Age.” At each end of a time cycle, an Avatar takes birth on earth. The journey which we had with Baba is known only to us. Baba is truly God, whom very few know, but he is and he always will be. To whom all of the creation bows, is Meher Baba, Khuda, Parvardigar and Jesus on Earth. Sai Baba of Shirdi Is Parvardigar. Pardardigar means “the protector”. He is the father of the whole creation. It’s his grace that the creation is standing on its feet, otherwise the wheels of all creation would have been dismantled a long time back. Baba cannot be explained in words. He is beyond human comprehension. He is God, whom to recognize the folks on earth took a long time, yet they can’t recognize him. Baba is Lord Of All and without him we wouldn’t have been.

Adios!

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The Holidays.

The holidays were such a time when we all cherished each and every moment of it. The holidays meant breaking free from the rigidity of daily life. The fun in packing bags and suitcases is a bit tedious but the true fun lies in slinging on the bag pack and getting ready for the journey. Getting onto a train, making the berth for sleeping is another fun which my father used to do for me. Once or twice I have made a crumpled berth for sleeping. Waking up early in the train, watching the green fields and having omelettes from the train pantry is fun beyond words. At home many of us make faces and say-“Omelettes. Can’t we have macaroni and cheese?”  But there is no greater fun than having omelette with bread, a chunk of butter and cold water.”

Flight journeys were a rare privilege which once in two years we could afford. The best part of holidays were of visiting my maternal grandmother. Those days were golden. She was a ball of pure love.

Such were my beautiful holidays.

We just simply miss them.

Be happy and have holidays. Hope that very soon we too shall have one and more than one.

Adios!