Gradual Transformation

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Open new page and write Pick up the leaf and delight The old chapter is likely to be over There is no more space left for cover Tree has life span Even though they can not plan They stand in defiance as tall and erect Always ready with pride to act Show nice gesture for human being No difference is made between poor and king Tree never forgets to offer fruits and shed Whether they are treated nice or badly Only wind acts as villain Leaves are taken away from main braanch It makes space for new leaves The change is for us to believe Sun shines with same intensity It never looses charm and quality It goes up and sets as usual Life too must end casual Leaves leave original place Wind is finally in race It shakes their strong belief No leniency is shown as relief I write about gradual transformation For building good and stable relation The man kind deserves to be peaceful With no attachment but to be successful

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