Simple Race

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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In morning and in evening I pray Earnestly fall to his feet to show the way If at all I am doing anything wrong Virtually with tears and in religious songs It is the only way to feel guilty As we are called children of almighty We are made by him from simple clay He is the only one to show us with comfortable stay We are human being and may err It is neither folly on our part nor error But a gamble that every individual takes In quest for obtaining sweet cake Sin or no sin yet it is great load Some of the secrets are not to be sold They are confessed before almighty With pure heart to regret and feel sorry He is there with kind heart To forgive all our sins for new start We got to assure him of good conduct This is known to all with simple fact I shall stay wherever I am Nothing should bother me or them He is merciful and our savior No one is superior or no one is inferior Let us live as single entity Prove your worth with nobility No one takes you for granted You lead the life as you wanted Curse or no curse it is your concern But forget soon when tides turn Go before him and confess Life is to be moved on as simple race

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