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BIRTHDAY CANDLES


LET'S NOT BLOW OUT BIRTHDAY CANDLES, even though it's a tradition, pretty old.

All Aryans, fire respect and it consider holy, worthy of reverence; since ages, this we are told

Also, not because it is merely a western ritual; but unhygienic it is very; especially if one has covid or cold.

I  too have done it for years as a child, but since last few years, I  have this decision taken bold.

Just Besides the cake, light a candle;  make your birthday wish; eyes please close n your hands do fold

God most willingly will grant it unto you; because it is to Him, you have, this secretly told.

Amen/ Aedoon Baad/ Tathastu

Armin Dutia Motashaw
DEEP DESIRES

Deeply desire I, a surrounding, clean, very green n serene, with scented n colourful flowers, I mean

Imagine roads n railway lines on both sides,  loaded with fruit n flower trees! That's a deeply desired scene !

In the name of development, moving away we are from nature; only concrete jungles all around are seen

Climatic changes n water shortages result, sea levels are dangerously rising, and few to safaris have ever been.

Oxygen levels reducing are; poisonous gases our children harm; need they, an environment clean.

Rain harvesting, if done n artificial lakes created are for our generation future; to them a lot it will mean.

If cotton n jute grown n used is; n reduction in the use of plastics n wood promoted, eco-changes will be seen.

Lord, please o please fulfil this deep burning desire of mine; since long burning deep down my heart it has been.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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MOTHERS

Mothers are divine, that's why it is perhaps said, " A mother is a mother, like her, there isn't another"

Of course, Ahura's blessings also come in the form of wonderful fathers, sisters n brothers.

Mum, thanks a million for leaving your spiritual duties n coming down for me, from up above

Ma, I have words sufficient not; for your protection in forming for me, that envelope of love

That loved n secured feeling that I get, that wonderful, comforting, reassuring feeling you give.

May be it's this bond, that's there, right from the time, me, your little baby you did conceive.

Thank you, darling Ma, for requesting Ahura n even leaving aside your heavenly duties for your lil girl.

I am indeed so very thankful for this envelope of love, where, in your arms, I can, so very comfortably curl.

Your  Anar

Armin Dutia Motashaw
MEMORIES MAD BUT "MITHHI"

The clock constantly, nonstop, ticks. Sometimes, it even beautifully chimes

It is those which you treasure, cherish, savour; it is indeed those past precious times !

Memories loving, naughty, full of fun, some very cute little trinkets, costing just a few dimes

The food tasty, yummy,  that your mum very lovingly made; its taste you savour lifelong

Those ****** limericks n rhymes you created, still stay with you; so also, your mum's favourite song.

That laughter crazy, those expressions insane, all the silly jokes hang on, until that last gong.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
A MERE MORTAL

So ordinary,  just a miniscule little creature created I am, by the  greatest of all, all-powerful  Ahura

A spec of dust or a grain of sand,  or perhaps a drop of water, in this universe,  created by mighty Mazda

Wish I to know why, then, we men ordinary,  mere mortals, think so much, n so high about ourselves?

Why do even scholars great, learned men like Ravan fail? How do we correct or control ourselves ?

Why do we have an ego so inflated, when we are, just a bubble? Why in this mere mortal does ego dwell ?

Like a flooded, destructive river or sometimes even like a huge mighty tsunami wave, it does swell

O kind  Lord, help this mere mortal, to this ego problem understand; where stands this thin line between ego n self respect?

Confused, entangled into my own web I get; a mere mortal, my own decision,  I  sometimes suspect.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
SMILE PLEASE, DON'T SMIRK

Whenever you do, always flash a radiant smile;

let it be from within,Β Β then it will reach out far, perhaps a mile.

Even your eyes, it reflects, they speak volumes; when it's a genuine smile;

A smile which is not fake, nor a plastic one, just for style.

A kind tender smile lightens not just your face; it's like the life- giving Nile.

SOOOO FLASH YOUR MILLION DOLLAR SMILE.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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LONGING

A longing there is,  to now home, quickly reach ;

For this to You, O Ahura Mazda, I implore, I  beseech

Forgotten, I have the looks of my home, its dimensions, my batting pitch;

Its colourful and fragrant gardens; oh, and also,  was there a beach?

Forgotten I have those beautiful faces of angels, with whom perhaps I did play;

Or in those meadows besides the stream, with friends, where I did lazily lay

Are those gates still huge? Will they, me an entry permit, or keep me at bay?

To those, my dear ones,  who receive me will; I do have so many things to say.

Today on ROZ n MAH FRAVARNDIN, to all revered Ravans, I say a prayer quick;

"Is the flower or fruit ready ? Eagerly waiting, I am; when will You, me pick?"

Half burnt , old, and worn out is the lamp; weak is its overused wick

Now, there is a longing to get home. Perhaps I am homesick.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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