Why are you crying mother?
Why is father lying like this on floor?
Is this a game mother?
I m frightened of all this...
Come my boy!
Dont be frightened
Rest in my lap
Its a moment to cherish
And i m not crying son
I m happy...
cauz it is ending before it....... begun
You know your father just won a game son
From the big bad uncles of your
who make us cry whenever he comes
that big moustached uncle maa?
yes son !
the same man who rented your father a sum
but you know due to the bad cotton this year
your father couldnt repay the sum
so they began to play catch and run
but due to all his hectic work
your father soon got tired to run
but then he called upon
the old poor's friend son
A friend maa?
Yes son...
Whenever he comes
he gave poor people reason to cherish
cauz then they dont have to run
He gives them a long sleep
Free of all worries!
Free of all run!
And you know we are also now going to meet him
Please drink this little milk and we will all sleep.....
:( -THIS IS DEVOTED TO THE COTTON FARMERS OF VIDARBH WHO PERISHED DUE TO THE HEARTLESS BEHAVIOR OF SOCIETY--
In 2006, 1,044 suicides were reported in Vidarbha alone - that's one suicide every eight hours.
This is inspired by great storyteller Premchand..his way of telling emotional stroies was breathtaking and they were actual truth of Indian society......he knew the soul of the Indian society
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
SLEEP
Posted by Anupam at 11:30 AM
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acha tha yaar
thanks buzzy boy...
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