Since four decades I am here,
At times I smile giggle and even shed a drop of tear
Since four decades I feed on the grains
And enjoy the lilting music of the rains.
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It is cold
I am unable to hold
Myself from seeking warmth
I seek for the woolen clothes
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There are times when you decide to utilize your precious time
You get up early morning and feel fresh and fine
May even sit for meditation
To keep bay the frustration
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It is almost a decade
Dad has almost gone a fade
Away from all who admired him
Flocked around to fulfill many a dream
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It was about fortnight I hardly sat with my diary and pen
As I was busy celebrating the festival that went on for days in ten
It was a great time
Life seemed fine
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Trees droop down
With leaves all withered
The blazing sun drive away the people of the town
Back to their home
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Rains all time
Light, heavy, heavier, heaviest
I know not rest
Uneasiness to cope up with this problem
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Tolerance goes with patience
But in the age of fast moving technology
We need to change this philosophy
And we have changed
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Day after tomorrow arrives 'Holi'
An auspicious day for the Indians to celebrate the occasion happily
This day it is said ‘Holika’, the demon burnt into ashes when she wanted revenge against 'Prahlad' the innocent child
The demons went wild
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Everyday the sun rises as well as sets
Day breaks and night falls
Summer ends and winter arrive
Spring too make way while autumn too spread its grace
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