BITTER TRUTH
Dad, I don't want a Barbie doll I don't want an ice-cream I don't want anything All I want is more and more time with you Please don't worry about these tears Because at the end I have to leave this house To settle at my husband's house There no one will ask me what I want The way you ask me, Dad There no one will wipe my tears The way you wipe it, Dad. Mom, don't worry it's just a small cut I can cross the road alone Please don't hug me so tight Because at the end I have to leave this house To settle at my husband's house There no one will worry about a small cut The way you get worried, Mom There no one will hug me The way you hug me, Mom Please don't make me a pampered child Because at the end I have to leave this house To settle at my husband's house There no one will handle my tantrums The way you handle it Mom and Dad. Charvi Kalsotra UdhampurWalking down the road
As I was walking down the road, An unpleasant aversion was in the aura Everything was so non-living as I was in some world of dead. As I was walking down the road, I couldn't even find your shadow man, Buses, buildings, jobs and relationships Which once used to move by man's will They all are now standing still. Man O' Man, the dominant creature of this planet! What have you done to my mother Earth? All damage is done by you And now you are hiding in a den. Indu DambiTHE VALUE OF FAMILY
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