Pearls Of Life…. (A Small Story)

Should i paint the canvas of life,

and the color of paint be color of “Joy”

living in the outskirts, my hero of the para, a 20 yrs boy.

They call him “chotu”, serving them tee…

His deeds are BIG, supporting familee…

haven’t seen a school, though he wanted to read books…

But abba’s drinking, the younger once, the money and other hooks…

They made him mature…. and over his age…

in last 8 year, he has seen a life passage…

so our “chotu” be strong… be the back of his mom..

he has a decision to make..don’t you wonder “why”

All i wish to GOD!!! to grant him some “Joy”

 

 

Should i tune the strings of guitar called life,

and the tune i generate, be the tune of “Romance”

Partying at night, a 27 yrs old boy,

my hero of the para, somewhere in France…

He just purposed a girl, and she has said “oweee”

The life charmed over, he feels so free..

holding hands, and hugging.. in a relation so dense..

its a new new feel, that he had,,, like a fragrance..

So, in the party lights, and drinks, he go on to dance..

All i want from GOD,, to bless his “Romance”

 

 

Should i sing the oprah of life…

and the vocal i raise, be the vocal of “Hope”

My hero of the para, running out of time, at 52, drop by drop..

He is no short of money, has his own home..

but the wife s no more, son is abroad, he is all alone..

with shaky eyes, all he want, is to see his son…

for one more time,, “I Love You Kid”, want to mention…

May the son make it in time, from that place in Europe..

All i want from GOD, to give him a ray of “Hope”

 

 

Should i be not writing this rhyme of life,

and this not be my rhyme…

The villain of the story, is me,

and this rhyme of mine…

The agony lay as under, and its pathetic for sure..

A “Father” needs “Hope” or a cure , to kidney failure..

The son is in France, a new love to lure..

Its “chotu” who could save the “Father”

selling kidney, make money, and be the family man…

 

 

Oh shit!! should i write ahead… it was not as i plan…

These were some pearls,or the colors of rainbow call life..

which i had to sew…

“Chotu” sell the kidney, or son give up the romance..

or its father , to give up the hope…

its a dilemma to decide… and i leave it up to you..

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