Sing

Caged, crippled and captured, but the hopeful bird never forgets to sing.

No matter how many times storms shook her spirit, still she sings.

Slavery couldn’t shake her dreams, because she lives to sing.

Every day sunshine rejuvenates her features, again she sings.

Her alluring wings lost their strength, nevertheless she sings.

Dark clouds may frighten her for a moment,  yet she sings.

You may pause her lofty flight, even then she sings.

She whispers, but you fail to listen to the mystery … what does she sing?

“You may cage me forever, still I’ll sing, sing and sing!

You don’t have the power to take away this magical gift of my Creator!”

Caged? Crippled? Captured?

Dear, be the Bird, because you are endowed with exceptional gift of Life. All the boundaries shatter, once you transcend the cages your mind creates for you! So sing…

I am INNOCENT

You hear me for the last time.

I do not know who gave me this life, but what I know is that I need to live on. With the rising sun, every day is a new hope for me to continue. Like you I fear death, each second I am afraid of the darkness I may enter into. Still, I breathe the common fresh air, relish food with my family and most importantly, look at this wonderful yet baffling world with my innocent eyes! Some enigma inside me wishes never to give up until the natural Death knocks at my doorsteps.

Do you think I am like you?

Then I pity you for being highly mistaken! Today is the last day of my life and you are responsible for it!

You may call me a GOAT, but I am more than a GOAT.

I am a living soul. I have a heart that flushes blood throughout my body. I have limbs that make me mobile. I have a mysterious mind that desires for freedom.  Am I different from you?

Who gave you the authority to end my life? Did you create me? Did you make this body and added emotions into it? You are not potent enough to create or destroy me. I am not your toy and my life is not a game. You are not the Almighty and you never can be. Who are you to pass this “judgment” upon me?

You say, I am your “sacrifice” to your God. But do you have the guts to kill yourself or your family as sacrifice to God? You kill my family first. You make me helpless by letting me see this heinous butchery before death. You use me as an object of purifying of your “evil sins.” Is this what my purpose is? You don’t even know what your purpose is!

Why do you carry guns when tigers and lions attack you or your kids? Why do you attack them? You should let them butcher you like you do to me… your life is precious and mine is not?

Unfortunately I was not lucky enough to have secured a place to be worshipped in history. That does not mean you got a licence to kill me.

It might be very easy for you to kill me and take the defence of killing me mercifully. But you do not kill me. You kill my emotions. You kill my Life, which you are incapable of understanding (you call yourself intelligent? So weak you are!). You kill a creation of God. Yes, HE was the one who gave me this LIFE and HE was the one to end it! You killed HIS CREATION and went against his NATURAL WILL.

You say my feast will bring barkat to you. But I wish to CURSE you before my death… This curse can never be escaped. How will you face God after you are dead? You never know where you will go! But one thing, always remember in mind! BEWARE of me. I will remain forever with you, every second and every moment of YOUR Life.

Each day of your Life, will be like the day I feel today. Darkness will surround you and this will be “sacrifice” in true sense– because I am innocent, but you are not. That makes the ENTIRE DIFFERENCE!

Today I stand helpless by just raising my voice. But my dear killer, always remember this. You were the one who once lived in caves and craved for LIFE. So terrible and helpless you were then. And now I wait for that day of EVOLUTION, when I will RETURN and take my revenge and finally complete this ‘incomplete sacrifice’…

Father

My Papa is my true best friend,

He’s my superhero with an exceptional power,

Robust figure, with an emotional blend.

He’s the rain who blossoms my withered flower.

 

Tireless work, infinite time, pain unexpressed,

He’s my teacher, values and lessons, he has showered.

Pa! You are my umbrella when it rains,

You uplift and inspire me to be the best.

I touch your feet and feel empowered.

I pray Almighty to take away all your pains.

 

Happy Father’s Day! 

A True Friend

A true friend is one who supports us emotionally, with whom we can share our true inner feelings and enjoy every moment of our life.

A true friend is not the one who only praises us, but it’s the soul who reveals the truth of your personality- both mistakes and appreciation. Remember “There are no roses without thorns.” A true friend makes you realise your thorns, your errors, so that you can correct them to be a better person in life.

It’s very difficult to find a true friend these days, as “use and throw” is in fashion. People play with others’ emotions and hurt them after being their “friends of benefit” not realising “As you sow, so shall you reap.” Such people’s life is shattered when someone does the same to them. Then they realise the mistake of their life, but then it’s too late and no “Sorry” can make amendments.

It’s may be possible that you have thousands of friends, but no “True friend”, then you  live in a superficial world. It’s better to have no friend than to have wicked friends, who can destroy your life completely. Make your parents, siblings and  teachers your friends. Even if they are not there with you, “be Your own friend.” You will be loyal, happy and satisfied. You will be your “True Friend