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My Meher Baba And Sai Baba Of Shirdi.

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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.

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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!

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I Can’t Believe.

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I can’t believe,

That you have done this.

I can’t believe,

That you went like this.

I can’t believe,

That under sun’s rays,

You went astray.

I can’t believe that despite loving you,

You went beyond it,

And fell in the ditch called,

Economy and went straight for a ride to Hell.

I can’t believe,

That hell rejected saying,

We have too many economists,

Let you be gone to the place darker than hell.

I can’t believe this.

Adios!

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My Friend, My Tree.

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I ran to the tree,

It was attracting me.

I ran and hugged its trunk.

It was so tough,

But it shed,

Some dry leaves and small flowers.

Flowers were violet,

I loved to see them on the earth,

And the leaves were yellow green,

Which were of dry days back.

I took few flowers in my palm,

Felt their blessings.

Leaves were their friends.

They too are fallen.

They are reminisces of the past and the present,

And I am of the same.

Make me friend oh! My tree.

Make me tough as much as I can be.

Make me shed my dry days back.

Make my pain blossom in love,

As the flowers in thee.

Adios!

I hugged the rough trunk of the tree