The Best Prayer Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

In the big prayer hall
Many people assembled in the evening to pray to the God,
As usual, they prayed with reverence for the progress and affluence of themselves and their dearest persons,
After the prayer one by one they came out of the hall,
At last a little wizened old man came;
Out of curiosity, someone asked him, "What did you pray? "
The old man calmly replied,
"I prayed for the progress and welfare of all, for the peace and prosperity of the entire world."
"Oh! that's the best prayer of all."the person jumped in joy.