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Friday 6 July 2012

How unlucky I am.

How unlucky I am when i began to earn,
My father is not with me,he went to heaven,,
I had wish to do for him but that time i had no money,,
This time i have money but my father is not with me,
How unlucky I am when i began to earn,,
My father is not with me ,he went to heaven,
I am sad but not very sad because i served him,,
I am unhappy but not very unhappy because i respected him,
However i do not feel well when i remember my father,,
How unlucky I am when i began to earn,
My father is not with me,he went to heaven,, (jab ham gir rahe hote hain to pita utha lete hain jab ham muskil me hote hain to pita sambhal lete hain,,,,,,,)

3 comments:

  1. I found this lovely, sad and very touching. Written simply, and yet it shows great depth of feeling.

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  2. Vivek, I lost my father 9 years ago, and I still miss him and think of him every day. It's obvious that you loved your father very much. This is a beautiful and poignant writing.

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  3. Miss u dad.....i am lonely ....feels without you....:(

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