A Special Thank

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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I thanked God for having sent me here, what did I bring with me? Bare body and no wear, No sense, nothing to see, only to hear, Opening eyes slowly and gently with fear, Rotated in mother’s womb like spindle Breathed inside wall but still unable, Counting days to herald in life, Still known as inborn and time not rife, As moments approach, mother suffered with labor pain, Blood rush up heavily and run in vain, Belly shrink and abdomen push lower and lower Life may soon to beat to the knowledge of fewer, Surrounding gear up for new reality and come to live, Clock may sign make sound as the time of five, Womb thread severance still remains a permanent bond, Contentment of mother with new love fond, So much sparkle of sprays and scent with joy all over Happiness is spread and worry to disappear, mother thinks of future and birthday year, Wanting all kids to shout and fill the ear, I am just half open and half close like flower, What may be future for me with just no answer? Will I be bright star or lost in black night? Future may only tell what would be wrong or right. Is it because we are here only by chance? Or is it blessings of HIM only for once, The message is clear and open for all, Have we not to go back to fold at his call? These events run in mind like trailer What would it have been like mailer? Are we sent here for some specific purpose? We need not worry but simply think and suppose We could have been any creature on earth God only know how we could prove our worth? We must surrender to His noble guide lines Failing to which we would invite severe fines Take all steps with cautious approach We must avoid anything which is contrary as such He has destined us for something new Some may know Him better and understand only few ’ It is test of the time that we are fully alive Always work honestly to please Him and strive We may always stay blessed with golden future Happiness and joy if we think well and nurture I always admire and pray to almighty The world has come into being with beauty Why not we make it worth to live with peace? Try to stay as humbly as possible with ease

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