write with my pen

 Write with my pen...

I used to listen my parents statement over the life. Thanks to God  for  introducing me to this excellent life and an influential and humorous personality. I have been writing down there words while lost my parents. Besides that I have been literally reciting them. I thought I should also share these beautiful thoughts with all of you. I’m sure you will like them irrespective of whether you’ve already heard him or not.A small attempt has been made to bind his words....

  jb jeb khali ho ,jeb pet mein bhuk ho,jb sir par chhat na ho ,tb koi bhi gyan matra sabh hote hai .jb maa bimari se jujh rhi ho ,pithji do vkt k roti k liye adiya ragde rhe ho ,tb sb gyan matra sabdh hote hai.(Jindagi beet gayi tb pata chala en  shabdo ka arth)

unke kalam mein jadu tha,unke jahan mein farj ka jazba tha,gar kadam bhi uthe to kaal ka seena bhi tharraata tha,sir jhukakar aankhen nam kr ,yu es sahadat ko kamtar na kar ,kar sake to vatan k liye ek nhi kai aur krantikari peda kr.( jab bhi vatan k baat aati thi to unke sabdh yhi hua krte the)

ab koi geet nhi jo unko sabdo mein bandh sake, ab koi kalam nhi jo unke kiye ko sanvaar sake   ab vo aangan kb hansega jisko aapne hansa gaye,ab to bs vo dehlij matra hai jahaan aapke kadam the.( Words of tribute to my parents)

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