It has been quite a long time, since I last blogged here. I am sharing what my mother scribbled to me on the New Year eve.
Cross the Oceans !
Add Two not One,
To 90 nine & nine.
Dream big, My Son !
Shine, Shine & Shine!……………
Cross the Oceans, dear Cross the Oceans!
The little soft fingers I see
Dusting over the walls & moving over the KEYS
Crying with a broken knee I see,
A little baby boy! now grown as a TREE………
Dear Cross the Oceans ! Cross the oceans!
Neither a Kaati Nor a Cross now
forgot his Mom and a Rose Crow
A sweet little voice running after me
I see ! I see! I seeeeeeeeeee……….
Cross the Oceans dear ! Cross the Oceans!
I close my eyes on the Eve today
2011 sees an era away
Guru bestows His mehar & says
It’s Thee! My dear, It,s Theeeeee………….
Crossing the oceans ! dear Crossing The Oceans!
Recite His name ! forget me not
Burning days & nights always pay a lot
Never look back ! Mom will be lost….
When Oceans You Cross.. When Oceans You Cross..
The World will see in colours my Son
shining over the skies My Dear SUN
finding His Mom in the Smiles of FUN
lost in the world abiding in the HEAVEN
When Crossed the Oceans ! When Crossed The Oceans!
Wishing all of you a very Happy and prosperous New year.
dear brother… mom also gifted me a poem…. she’s the best mom…. here is the poem tht she wrote fr me..
Yes it is 2011……….
The time has stopped
when you are not around,
for you are old……………
Voice I heard in me has grown
you ‘ve added a ‘u’ and flown
Oooo that followed ‘G’ is bold,
for you are old…………….
Not you but U is old now
C+5 is not eight you know
GuGu is not gugoooo,
for you are old………..
Old is gold you know
10 is 11 you daily show
Count your joys and sorrows throw
for you are old………
To mom you daily call
see your mother in Best Pal
Hand-in-hand not crawl you walk
for you are old…………..
Am happy to see……
Ooooooooo are old
Yes! You are old…………
Thouhtful indeed!gone are the days
me, kaati & Gugoo played
Papa;s dictates we all obeyed.
for We all are old………………………………………………..
We all are old………………………………………………………
We all are old………………………………………………………………………..
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!
mum has gifted me the best poem……
A Rose Blooms!
Blooming in my Garden A sweet Rose!
Soothing my heart a little more close!
Rushing to pat my little baby girl
God gifted me from His abode.
Pal his name, cool and calm
Wrote his destiny himself on palm
Knocked my door silently one day
Stole my baby and flew away!
Sitting over the roof of my Garden
Smiles and chides, calls and hides
Sweetens our life with divine love
His words and deeds my heart relies!
Oh my God! To thee I pray
Keep my Son happy and gay
Pretty Red- Rose blooming to grow
Beyond the skies, I see his glow! I see his glow!
HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAPPY NEW YEAR!