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Abacus.

Abacus is a plaything for many.

It teaches maths to the little ones.

The basics of mathematics,

And it’s numbering,

Is learnt in the childhood,

By using it.

The simple additions and subtractions,

Are done on its beads,

It is a fond memory from childhood,

The learning which we all hope,

That we won’t have to repeat.

Adios!

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Incomprehensible.

Incomprehensible is the light which glows in our heart.

Incomprehensible is the love which stems from our heart.

A baby’s laughter is incomprehensible,which can wipe away all pain

What is most incomprehensible is a mother’s love, which is so very unbounded and so much merciful, that there is no force equal or parallel to it.

Incomprehensible is a father’s love which despite being strict and disciplined is always tender and glowing and deep inside, below the cover of manhood and all machoism, it is as soft as a baby.

What is comprehensible is this world which runs on money and greed.

Had it not, then it would have been incomprehensible.

Hope it becomes so one day.

Adios!

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Did You See The Line?

Did you see the line?

Which no one has drawn.

Did you see the line?

Which everyone talks about?

Did you see the line?

Which was green yet red.

Did you see the line?

As it flew from A to Z.

Did you see the line?

Which was produced out of thin air?

Did you see the line?

Which you drew, yet it was already existing?

Did you see the line?

Which runs on your forehead, on your palms and below your feet?

There are many of them.

But the line which matters the most is the one which connects us with our mother, father and God.

Take care of that good line.Never ever leave it.

Adios!