Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Happy - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Happiness in one's life is a great thing
Since all are searching ways for happy living
But what is actually happiness and its feelings
I think the definitions and situations vary
One's happy feeling may not be another one's
One's way of getting happy may not be a nice one
That feels to a second person in some times
As one's loss is always ends in one's gain
which actually makes the definition, happiness
In childhood getting a new dress of our choice
Is the greatest happy thing I thought
when I became old enough to purchase
It was not at all a happy thing but a choice
When I grown as a student in voracious reading
I felt it happy in getting a good book of classic
When my awareness and standard of reading grown
It was a great happy event when got a world classic
The happiest event I felt when I got less miserables
Of the great novelist of every time Victor Hugo
The hunchback of notredam was also felt great
when the chances of reading them made me happy
The classics of my regional language Malayalam
Made me so happy while I got chances to read them
Pottekatt, Thakazhi, Uroob and Kesavadev
Their novel made me so happy while I read them.
It was so happy in my life event
when I got chances to read world poetry
Now as a reader I am so happy in my feeling
In getting chances to read in this columns
From the eminent poets of world over
Which I see as the happiest event ongoing.
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