“No I don’t want that one
I want the red one
Not the green one
Please mama the red one for me.”
I heard a voice as sweet
As a nightingale
And turned to see
The tiny miss nagging.
How sweet is their world.
They live in true bliss
Mama and papa are there
To pamper little miss.
To doll her up and play
To make each and every day
Her laughter and baby talks
Are music to their ear.
A cute world for a princess
Full of love and pure bliss
That’s how it should be
For every little miss.
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
illusions
every mother is not reflection of God
nor is every father a living saint
come down to reality my friend
or else the realities will come down.
Come down on you to crush the myths
created by souls who turned their back
faced away from reality and truth.
bewitched their own soul with own dreams.
Don’t paint them in divine colours
don’t expect too much from earthlings.
Thank God if they are close to angels
but forgive them if they act like humans.
Some of them even have a dash of evil
lurking behind that whitewashed soul
open your heart to logic, truth and proof
don’t close your reasons by fairytales.
Wriiten on 11.05.2009
nor is every father a living saint
come down to reality my friend
or else the realities will come down.
Come down on you to crush the myths
created by souls who turned their back
faced away from reality and truth.
bewitched their own soul with own dreams.
Don’t paint them in divine colours
don’t expect too much from earthlings.
Thank God if they are close to angels
but forgive them if they act like humans.
Some of them even have a dash of evil
lurking behind that whitewashed soul
open your heart to logic, truth and proof
don’t close your reasons by fairytales.
Wriiten on 11.05.2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Parents
A little girl pretty as flower
grew up with neglect and scorn
never saw love in her parent’s eyes
nor did she won love from others.
She was the fourth girl child born
after three brothers, three sisters,
abuse, scorn, neglect was her share
in that overcrowded home of nine members.
One day her parents fixed her suitor
everyone was surprised as she was
the youngest of them all and all her
sisters were to be married yet.
She was wedded off to a distant land
which she discovered was a pit of hell
her parents have bargained with her soul
to save them and remaining of their own.
Everytime she heard some one calling
a parent something similar to God
she used to stare vacantly at them
and hide her eyes to hide her tears.
grew up with neglect and scorn
never saw love in her parent’s eyes
nor did she won love from others.
She was the fourth girl child born
after three brothers, three sisters,
abuse, scorn, neglect was her share
in that overcrowded home of nine members.
One day her parents fixed her suitor
everyone was surprised as she was
the youngest of them all and all her
sisters were to be married yet.
She was wedded off to a distant land
which she discovered was a pit of hell
her parents have bargained with her soul
to save them and remaining of their own.
Everytime she heard some one calling
a parent something similar to God
she used to stare vacantly at them
and hide her eyes to hide her tears.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
playing with fire
Pradeep could clearly see that there was some thing wrong with the father and daughter sitting right opposite him, the girl was too subdued and the guy who introduced himself as his father was not acting like one, the way he was looking at that girl and touching her was any thing but paternal.
He kept watching them pretending as sleeping behind his dark sunglasses, and as if by God’s grace the opportunity came, the guy got down at a station to fetch water and when the train started he missed the compartment.
Pradeep expertly coaxed the girl into a talk and the story which he came to know was horrible. The girl, Priya, as she looked was the daughter of a rich industrialist studying in eighth standard, his father was busy with his life and mother was busy in her own special life, so they forgot their most important duty, bringing up the child.
They gave her own cell connection, net connection at home, and a car and chaufferat her service. She met this guy in a chat room, he showered her with affection, won her trust and taught her to cheat her parents. He asked her to introduce him to her parents as his mathematics tutor, her parents innocently walked into the trap and opened their doors for him.
He became a regular visitor of their house when they were absent, and wove his net around that innocent child, he told her she has the prettiest face in whole India and the talents of becoming a heroine, he took her photographs and slowly coaxed her into taking obscene photographs, which he told was necessary to become a heroince, he fooled her that the photos and negatives will be with her only and gave the negatives to her, keeping a copy for himself without her knowledge.
Next he told her that he knew influential people in Mumbai and they will have to buy their way for the initial break, initially he brainwashed her to squeeze out money from her parents on various pretexts and hand it over to him, which he told he was saving for the fees but finally he told they will need a lot more. He coaxed the girl to steal all the jewellery and cash she could and meet him at Howrah station. He gave the alibi that she will return lot more to her parents once she becomes a successful heroine.
Once they met in Howrah station the guy told Priya to not say anything to her parents, because if they come to know that she has stolen the jewellery and cash and have let him take those photographs they will hate her and may even kill themselves out of shame, every thing will be solved once she is a famous heroine. She can wait till then and trust him.
Pradeep felt sick, he gently coaxed the girl and squeezed out her parent’s address and phone number, when the guy appeared at the next station Pradeep was again faking sleep, he sat down beside Priya without suspecting any thing.
Pradeep got down at the next big station and called Priya’s parents, told them every thing and asked them to meet her in Mumbai station at any cost, he gave them the details of the train, compartment and seat no.
When the train rolled in Mumbai the next afternoon a well dressed respectable looking couple walked inside the compartment, the shock on Priya and her companion’s face told Pradeep the story, he got up and caught the hand of the girl, the guys beside the couple caught hold of the Culprit.
Later in the afternoon Priya’s parents were sitting in Pradeep’s apartment, Priya was sleeping in the next room after crying all the morning. Pradeep gave them a solid piece of mind about bringing up adolescent children, which they heard mutely.
He kept watching them pretending as sleeping behind his dark sunglasses, and as if by God’s grace the opportunity came, the guy got down at a station to fetch water and when the train started he missed the compartment.
Pradeep expertly coaxed the girl into a talk and the story which he came to know was horrible. The girl, Priya, as she looked was the daughter of a rich industrialist studying in eighth standard, his father was busy with his life and mother was busy in her own special life, so they forgot their most important duty, bringing up the child.
They gave her own cell connection, net connection at home, and a car and chaufferat her service. She met this guy in a chat room, he showered her with affection, won her trust and taught her to cheat her parents. He asked her to introduce him to her parents as his mathematics tutor, her parents innocently walked into the trap and opened their doors for him.
He became a regular visitor of their house when they were absent, and wove his net around that innocent child, he told her she has the prettiest face in whole India and the talents of becoming a heroine, he took her photographs and slowly coaxed her into taking obscene photographs, which he told was necessary to become a heroince, he fooled her that the photos and negatives will be with her only and gave the negatives to her, keeping a copy for himself without her knowledge.
Next he told her that he knew influential people in Mumbai and they will have to buy their way for the initial break, initially he brainwashed her to squeeze out money from her parents on various pretexts and hand it over to him, which he told he was saving for the fees but finally he told they will need a lot more. He coaxed the girl to steal all the jewellery and cash she could and meet him at Howrah station. He gave the alibi that she will return lot more to her parents once she becomes a successful heroine.
Once they met in Howrah station the guy told Priya to not say anything to her parents, because if they come to know that she has stolen the jewellery and cash and have let him take those photographs they will hate her and may even kill themselves out of shame, every thing will be solved once she is a famous heroine. She can wait till then and trust him.
Pradeep felt sick, he gently coaxed the girl and squeezed out her parent’s address and phone number, when the guy appeared at the next station Pradeep was again faking sleep, he sat down beside Priya without suspecting any thing.
Pradeep got down at the next big station and called Priya’s parents, told them every thing and asked them to meet her in Mumbai station at any cost, he gave them the details of the train, compartment and seat no.
When the train rolled in Mumbai the next afternoon a well dressed respectable looking couple walked inside the compartment, the shock on Priya and her companion’s face told Pradeep the story, he got up and caught the hand of the girl, the guys beside the couple caught hold of the Culprit.
Later in the afternoon Priya’s parents were sitting in Pradeep’s apartment, Priya was sleeping in the next room after crying all the morning. Pradeep gave them a solid piece of mind about bringing up adolescent children, which they heard mutely.
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