YOGENDRI KUMARI SHARMI
LOVE OF MY LIFE
MUDDAI LAKH CHAHE YE RISHTE NAHI SAMAJH ME AATE
YE TO IS DIL KI DHADKAN SE MUHSOOS KIYE JATE HAI
YE TO US KUDHA KI IBADAT HAI!
KE RISHTE BANAYE NAHI SIRF NIBHAYE JATE HAIN.!!!!
BETRAYED BY MY OWN MIND AND FOOLED BY GIRL,
ENCLOSED IN MY OWN HURL!
I BURNED IN A DECEIVING FIRE
SHOUTING IN MY OWN IRE !!
THEN AN ANGEL CAME AND HOLD ME,
I HAVE GR8 POWER U TOLD ME
DON’T U BE THE STUPID , U CAN BE THE KING,
YOU HAVE THE POWE LIKE THE LORD OF THE RING !!
WHEN I HAD LOST , U SHOWED ME TH E WAY,
WHEN I GAVE UP, U SHOWED ME THE DAY
NOW WHEN I SEE THE LIFE IN DISGUST , I SAW U AND I REALISE.
“WORLD IS STILL A BEAUTIFUL PLACE TO LIVE”
U Are not my friend , as friends do go away, but we r destined to meet again and again,
U r not my brother as we are not related by blood, u r not my guardian as guardian r older. I don’t know , u r a mixture of Kakashi, Itachi ,Sasuke, Loofy etc.
I never thanx to my friend but ur not my friend in this context, so thank you for everything what I am today and preparing me to lead the journey alone.
I don’t understand the way u understand me, I never understood hu u predicted by my face what I wanted and gave me if possible.
We had many beautiful memories. that i cherished a lot.
I am still searching for the answer that how and why did u take me in ur
Now I cant control in eating as u know and mera pet nikal gaya
I wanna tell u a story.---------
“ Once their was the soul of a pot in the heaven ,it was ready to take birth .One day God asked him to tell where he wants to go , he said that he wanted to go that potters house who makes the most beautiful pots carved with the classic sculpture ,adorned in golden boundry.
God warned him that such a precious things will be difficult to handle and it will not be of any use.
But pot told HIM that he don’t care he wanted to flaunt with beauty.
At one village there was a pot maker , he was skilled but lazy , he had scintillating art of flawless carving with well equipped mind. But he never gave air to his hidden talent.
He made only costly pots so that he can make profit with less hard work. Once he made a pot.It was an attracting pot with attracting shape, size and but lacked it’s usability .
God send the pot’s soul in this pot. He had sold that pot to the glassmaker. Glassmaker took that kept it in his shop, at first glass maker was very happy as people comes and appreciate the art but a few weeks later he found out that the pot was only occupying space with no use though attracting quality.
He abused the pot and the pot maker daily.One day he sold the pot in half price and was happy to recover the at least 50% of what he bought. The person who bought was a rich merchant.He took the pot and kept in the centre of his house. Later he feared that someone could stole it.
After sometime he also started accusing him, and kept the pot in the closed covered. In this whole process Pot became very angry and sad. Completely submerged in the state of solitude he started cursing the maker.
In this whole process the the name of the pot maker and the pot itself degraded. The pot was confined and prayed GOD to release it.
After a lot of prayer God called his soul and send him in a other pot maker house.
This potter was more of very intelligent , hardworking, and knew the best use of pots through minimal inputs .
As the maker touch the clay he felt something in it and some unusual idea had hit him. He then designed a pot though not very beautiful but still attractive, Carved with beautiful silver lining and a shape that is useful for multipurpose use.God send the soul to this pot.
This pot was taken by a small shopkeeper where he had sold it with the double price the very next day.It was taken by by the a small restaurant owner.
There this pot was used for serving many things because of its compatibility and also due to his attractiveness allured the most of the customers. The owner was very happy.
But one day that pot was stolen, owner became very angry and he ordered many pots with the same size and shape.This doubled the profit of potter maker, shopkeeper and the restaurant owner
The Pot became very happy , it was respected kept safe and used at fullest,where ever it went. the keeper praises the makers of it and also the beauty and usefulness of pot.In the few tym pot became famous and so the maker of it..
After few days maker became so rich that he gave the price t whoever bring the first pot he made to him. Few days after that same thief who stole it first bought the pot to him.Pot became very happy and started talking to the owner and told the journey of his life.
Maker thanked the pot for choosing his house and thanked to made him rich.
On the other side pot thanked him for making his life so lively and thanked him for carving the way he is.
They both lived their life thinking and thanking the work and beauty of each other.
Pata hai mujhe ki na chahte hue bhi tune mere liye bahut sari cheej ki hai.
Sorry bor ho gaya
Thanks for being my maker. U shaped me , u shaped me in very useful way.
Thanks for creating my life the way it is. I can now be praised and will be thanking u in every praise of life
and in every aspect of my life. U carved me so beautifully that the viewers here call me mr. cool and rockstar
I Vipul Jain hereby declare that I was born idiot and lived that way upto 20 years of life.
So I openly declare that if somehow you feel to what ever miniscule level be,
if I am able to reduce my idiotness and always crying baby behaviour it is to you.
And apart from my parets
I dedicate my life to you too.
You helped me laugh.
you dried my tears
because of you I have no fears
Together we live
together we grow
teaching each other what we must know
You came in my life and I was blessed
I love you friend
you are the best
Release my hand and say good-bye
please my friend don't you cry
I promise you I have this treat
'cause like u said we r destined to meet
CAN'T SAY BYE, WE WILL MEET SOON
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