hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

From stretch


I wish to be true human
Internally strong and capable
To deliver the real good
For people in the neighborhood

I shall start from stretch
“Learn self first and then teach”
I shall try to reform and think
How best can people be served?

I am not powerful with resources
But have burning desire with strong force
To stand by them in crisis and need
Without any reward or greed

I shall not be able to provide them food
It is possible that their plight is not understood
How shall I address it to the best of ability?
I shall try in that direction with prayers to Almighty

Not all can be happy in this world
“Misery is their fate” I have been told
Each individual suffers sins of previous life
So in this birth they lead life on edge of knife

I feel like to help poor and needy
Some of the help may not be ready
Their children may want some kind of education
I can render it by way of joining with strong indication

I am little better than them
I think sincerely in this direction
It is biggest concern for me to act
The inner voice urges me in fact

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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