Be It There

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Be it there I had cried over mother’s death I had witnessed son’s last breath too Brother passed away just before eyes The grief had not allowed me free What was keeping me in bad mood? Why everything was completely understood? Why was I pained under such circumstances? I had no such idea that had crossed mind at once Yes, it had divine blessings as such I was feeling tremendous pressure as much It not only gave shock and ill treatment But it had pleasure moment too The arrival of beautiful flowers gave certain joy Whole of the family members were ready to enjoy It was to everybody’s surprise that I had first baby They were much excited over my becoming daddy As it is said openly and in all the forums We need to maintain sanctity and decorum Life comprises happy moments and tragic events too Only one component in whole of the body withstands Rest parts are sensitive but not like heart Almighty has given complete freedom with an art It cries, enjoys and reacts with kindness The light is really reflected on the face Personal glory may remain But real love may cause pain It may be hard to forget So be it there and not to forget

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