Dedicating my Writings to those who are being marginalized, victimized, scapegoated and hanged in the name of Land, Religion,Race and Caste.
my thoughts never die...
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
SWEET MEMORIES
I always think about my yesterdays and my childhood memories,how beautiful was those days and i never ever forger those days,my childhood days that ever lasting in my mind as a rock.
I had a lot of friends in those days and i was so crazy about cricket and football,and every school days i met my friends on the way to school and we planed to playing cricket after the school at evening,and some holidays we were wander over the sea shore and after that we were returned our home.And night i sat in front of my books unwillingly with my brother,he always out of my home with his friends,my father always shout him because he was not bothered about his study and day-to-day life,and my father is a educated man and he has well religious point of view so that he always protect us from bad things,and my mother is a traditional woman with conventional views,she always taught us religious things,and she is very loving mother.
I had a lot of friends in those days and i was so crazy about cricket and football,and every school days i met my friends on the way to school and we planed to playing cricket after the school at evening,and some holidays we were wander over the sea shore and after that we were returned our home.And night i sat in front of my books unwillingly with my brother,he always out of my home with his friends,my father always shout him because he was not bothered about his study and day-to-day life,and my father is a educated man and he has well religious point of view so that he always protect us from bad things,and my mother is a traditional woman with conventional views,she always taught us religious things,and she is very loving mother.
Monday, August 30, 2010
MY LOVE
My love was true like the mirror,
my love was clear like the river,
my love was pure like the sky,
but her eyes full of dust
she didn't get my pain,
she didn't get my feeling,
she never knew what fault
again a return,never more
again a love,never more.
my love was clear like the river,
my love was pure like the sky,
but her eyes full of dust
she didn't get my pain,
she didn't get my feeling,
she never knew what fault
again a return,never more
again a love,never more.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
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