A PARSI'S VOICE.

SO SAY WOULD, OUR ANCESTORS.
"Far, very far away from my Motherland I am;
Where lived Sohrab, Rustom, Jal and Sam.
Adopted India, after many adjustments I did, as my very own.
Here, by me, seeds of development were sown".

Toiled, sweated n happily gave to our Country, my all.
With my hard work n honesty, I then stood tall.
Of life, I eventually did pass, the difficult test.
Then shared my wealth willingly, I did, with the rest."

In unison, feeling very much at home, here I stay.
All the duties of a good citizen perform I; day to day.
Ask I don't for favours; I, with my arms open, just give.
Shabbily treat me do not; to me, my due respect give.

I ask for nothing more than the protection of my religion.
Request you I, to change your concept n vision.

Armin Dutia Motashaw