Well when i was a kid my mum recited this poem to me every time we get into deep conversations.
Now i realize how pricey each word of this poem is.
It will always be special to me cuz i was introduced to this poem and the poet by my mum :)
so here it goes, Agnipath by Shri Harivash Rai Bachchan.
Vriksh ho bhale khade,
Ho ghane, ho bade,
Ek patra chaa bhi,
Mang maat, mang maat, mang maat
Agnipath, Agnipath, Agnipath
Tu na thakega kabhi,
Tu na thamega kabhi,
Tu na mudega kabhi,
Kar shapath, kar shapath, kar shapath
Agnipath, Agnipath, Agnipath
Yeh maahan drishya hai,
Chal raha manushya hai,
Ashru, shwet, rakth se,
Lathpat, lathpat, lathpat
Agnipath, Agnipath, Agnipath.
Well and also that i've found that it's not about what happened with you. It's about how you get over it. Well what just happened with me, i am sure it hurt my parents the most. But then i''m not planning to give up. Not now, not later. NEVER!
I love you mom for making me so strong.
If not for you i wouldn't be living now.
I have been through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened. I know what you mean but tell you what and it is not about living it, it is about getting over and winning.
ReplyDeleteYes. I guess everyone realizes that at some point of time.
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