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I miss you Papa

From last twenty-five years...  I am riding a ship without a sail...  And imagine me standing on the deck,  With tears in my eyes...  I see nothing,  But blue skies.  My hands being red,  But nothing been said.  The holes in my shirt,  That my mom gave.  She couldn't stand anything.  So, she just waved...  The cut on my knee,  That finally stopped hurting.  The beam of light,  That's no longer burning.  Imagine me, standing on the deck With no one to talk...  My feet all bruised up I can't even walk.  From last twenty three years I am missing my Father.  Though I am sure, he must be having fun.  I can't even phone him .  I don't even have one. 

मेरा परिचय के  मै एक गुलदस्ता हूँ।  थोड़ा अजीब दिखता हूँ ,  पर फिर भी गुलदस्ता हूँ।  ज़रा गर्दन कमज़ोर है,  लिपटी हुई डोर हैं,  ज़िम्मेदारीयां पुरज़ोर हैं,  पैरों पर ज़ोर हैं,  हाँ माना दिखता सस्ता हूँ,  मगर फिर भी गुलदस्ता हूँ।    तुम मानोगे नहीं...  मीलों दूर से बुला लेता था,  अच्छा हो या बुरा,  सबको फुसला लेता था।  मेरे साथ खड़ा होना चाहते थे सब,  बच्चे बूढ़े जवान सब।  ये फूल जो हैं...  ये मेरे फूल भी मेहका करते थे,  ये जो सोये पड़े हैं,  कभी चहका करते थे।  मेरा शरीर भी कभी दमका करता था,  आज तो धूल जमी है,  कभी ये भी चमका करता था। मै बुलाता गया वो आते गए।  कुछ तोड़ते गए, कुछ गिराते गए।  ले देके कुछ काटें बचे हैं, जिन्हें मैं किसी को नहीं दूँगा।  इतनी कट गयी थोड़ी और बची है, काट लूँगा।  कभी इसके हाथ कभी उसके हाथ,  कई बार लुट चुका हूँ।  नाज़ुक हूँ भाई, थोड़ा संभाल कर रखना,  के  मैं कई बार टूट चुका हूँ।  मैं कई बार टूट चुका हूँ।...

Waking up at 9'O clock,  I never saw sun rising.  Still getting out of bedsheet,  Of course not smiling.  No one really care,  Whether I slept or not.  Well now it's time to open up,  It's April! Days are too hot.  But honestly, I never forget to say,  That I'm waiting for the day.  When this inertia will end.  But for now, let's contend.  Seeing my Mom praying, Ringing bells burning sticks,  Is a difficult task.  I want to let her know that God isn't listening.  But what if she never asks.  It's so hard to believe, at least for me.  That someone is there who's helping everyone...  and not me.  But I never forget to say,  That I'm waiting for the day,  When this scepticism will end.  But for now, let's just pretend.  Now it's time to go out.  Earn something and feed this mouth.  I won't lie, I really love this nine to five life.  My colleagues are...

My Mummy once asked me about Valentine's Day. I bring her a rose and said "I love you". She looked at me like I was not hers. Surprisingly she said, " Ke h yo" (What's this), but this is how it is. From that Valentine's Day onwards I give her a Rose on this day every year and she do the same on my birthday.  This is my life.  Coming to the point, This year I decided to gift something different to them. Being inspired from Pinterest, I bought a moulding clay kit to cast their hands. But the real task was to convince them to do it.  It took almost an hour to convince my Papa for doing this. Finally he agreed. But then my Mom pulled her face. That's the problem of our parents. They wanted to do it, but they don't want anyone to know that they wanted to do it. But somehow I succeed.  Now pressure was on me and Nikki to pull this off. It was our first and last attempt and it had to work.  We prayed and did this best possible. And it was ni...

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