Honorable Way

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Morning newspaper made me to weep I felt sadness and failed to keep That lovely gesture and feeling in the morning It gave me shock and stern warning The mother of six children had pathetic tale Both husband and wife were not well No one was there to give them helping hand They were on the verge of dead end Sons were married and lived independently Daughters moved to another cities and lived happily Parent were left behind to look after old house Yet they had no bad feeling or grouse “Bad luck to us” they were shown weeping I too felt emotion and stopped short of weeping The picture of mothers rushed before screen I saw her smiling at me even I dreamed about departed mother How coolly she kept us together? Never allowed any trouble to face us She was confident with full of trust We were brought under odd situation Yet she had no complaint to put on We were from ordinary family Yet thrived happily with blessings from almighty How were we upset when she was no more? She had left behind good name to adore We remember her even today For showing peaceful and honorable way

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