kranebits #29

 प्रभू ने जब अचानक मेरा द्वार खटखटाया 

तो पूछा "तुम्हारी माँ कहां है ?"

मैने कहा, प्रभू वो तो इस वक्त भी

मेरे लिए भोजन बना रही है 🙏🏻

of God

Father - Hand of God
Mother - Lap of God
Uncle - Care of God
Aunt - Love of God
Brother - Arms of God
Sister - Warmth of God
Daughter - Sweetness of God
Son - Energy of God
Friends - Surprise of God
Enemies - Test of God
World - Children of God

Guru - Pathway to God
Wife - Merging with God
Self - Expression of God

kranebits #2

अगर खुदा से दुआ में किसी का प्यार मांगो; तो उनसे बाँटने के लिये सुहानी धूप, खुश्क हवा, बह्ता पानी और पक्षी-गान भी मांगना।

GOD is here

        The other day in my living room sitting before the T.V. set, I was watching Shereen Bhan reading out latest business news with intermittent inputs from Udayan Mukherjee interviewing a Business Honcho about contemporary trends in Stock Market, it was then that I quizzed myself, Don't these guys ever get bored of the Financial talk ? Do they never have mental fatigue ?, while trying to figure out a 1000 different ways to create more wealth, are they so happy doing all this; day after day and year after year, maybe because it’s their job or maybe even that they chose this profession only because they love Economics so much.

        Then suddenly, I was astonished at a strong realization, all these years since my birth and even before that, my father has been providing for the family, working hard day in and day out devising new ways to multiply the money and showering tender love on family members all at the same time. He has rightly put in his blood and sweat alike making the household grow from being utterly poor to fairly good, without complaining ever and always sacrificing his personal life.

        My mother following in his footsteps, in her own might chooses subtle but profound ways ignoring herself completely serving us day and night alike all these years, without even blinking and never taking a day off. Her life is a set of pains and tensions more harrowing and deeply secret, than that of my father's, she being a Woman.

        Still, my parents have never let us children to bear the brunt of the hell-fire scorching on them. They have all the while worked hard and loved us profusely. It takes infinite perseverance, strenuous hard-work and a golden heart to do, what my parents have been doing all along.

        I must admit, "God Exists on this Earth", for me it’s my parents, without a slightest doubt.


Dear Parents (my God),
                    Even if I put all my life working to serve you and love you, it is nothing compared to what you have done, to raise me, to teach me the way of life, the lessons to keep up with this world and inculcating in me the good habits and a base of a clean character you have established in me.
                    I hereby bow before you and vow to keep you happy all through your life; and will always remain under your careful eyes and make you proud by leading a righteous life.

Your son,
amit.

My Design

I was so designed
to be born innately aligned
but when my Creator looked down upon me
I was totally maligned.

I coyly went offside
He still remained by my side
Every peccadillo of mine
was severely punished within no time
For every sin I committed
I was hanged many a times.

He never prohibited me go astray
but always taught in His alternative way
I never listen to what He say
thus He always keep me at bay.

I do some good then and now
He give me food to eat and bow
Life is not like that He say
I agree My Lord with answer I lay
I believe He gave me
a Life always good
the one which I have
badly accused,misused,abused and wasted profuse.

I will now cleanse every inch of mine
don't know what in return
He does to me in kind.