Every moment in life is like celebration,
and to celebrate, it is our hearts elation.
Life is likely to be an orchard,
where nothing is impossible and hard.
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He was sill carrying the wages of his son's dream in his down trodden eyes,
his eyes were totally exhausted with hot tears,
his hands were quivering with cold,
nothing in his hand he could hold,
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For you i spoilt my career,
even you consider me as inferior,
what sort of evidence will make you realise,
that for you i can do any sacrifise.
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Settled myself in a bullock cart,
to travel in the world of art.
I was blessed with weapon when born,
but unawared how to use it and horn.
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I know you are in melancholy,
tears are rolling from your cheeks,
but I will not ask you.
I know you are suffering,
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