On a date,  I went out, with my beloved Bawa

He took me out to eat  Khaja made of pure "mawa"

Alongside we had pina colada; as "daru-dawa".

Then went to Marine Drive; not for a drive, only "chaalta, farva"

Knelt down he and requested me to him "warva".

Now my  beloved Bawa n I are going, to a house  "shodhva".

Afraid he is, I won't marry him, "to lagyo e jiv  barva"

Quickly I said, "aapare ek bija maate chhaiye taiyaar marvaa"

So now, whether BPP gives us a house or not, we are ready to each other
" panva"

Decided we have to, soon as possible, "lagan karvaa".

AF Dastur

PRAYER IS POWER

For us and for everyone,  always say a prayer small.

Sets us this on the way to progress, preventing downfall.

Prayers help build bridges and destroys it, many a wall.

A  prayer is directly a lightening trunk call.

No agents, no messages required, not even a prayer hall;

Yet  assured I am,  a prayer stands absolutely tall, above all.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Pray I,  close my INNINGS gracefully,  when it's time.

When the end actually arrives,  let peace be prime.

Let my loved ones be near by when your Angels come  to pick me

Let the holy " kalam of  ASHEM" ring in my ears, wherever I may be.  

Always keep me close by, within Your holy sight

Hold my hand n me lead to a direction that is morally right.

The  body turn will  cold; first feet, hands n face, then my nose.

May my eyes weak, see you before they forever close.

In peace, in bliss, may the ravaan rise; as from the  body to separate it tries.

Liberated will the " Ravaan" be, as under the wings of  Sarosh Yazad it flies.

May everyone say SAROSH YAZAD PANAHBAAD.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A SACRED DUTY

Every editor,  news reporter,  author has a duty  sacred to perform.

Leaving aside their personal views, adhere they must to  norms.

With ego, selfishness,  greed, one cannot a  publication form.

If we write n publish what for the community or environment is good;

The end result will automatically be positive n good

If avoid clashes we n inculcate unity, results will be **** good.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

LOVE YOU DAD


(BAAJ on  Roj Ram, Mah Khordad)

Time helps us to cope up and move on; but my wounds haven't yet healed.

Twelve years is a fairly long time; that time was given, to me heal; but didn't yield.

Fail to understand His ways I have, under trauma immense, I reeled.

When Mom left us, you n Jer Mummy helped me,  with  the loss to cope.

But  alone n orphaned I felt, the day you left; for support, I did *****.

Drowned in sorrow,  helpless I felt; when for your survival there was no hope.

Put up a brave front we often do and to strong remain,  we  pretend;

But actually in reality need we our guardian, a gardener who to us  can  tend.

That loving hand I will always miss,  who  guided me at every difficult bend.

In  Heaven, happily with Mom  may you always spiritually progress.  

Guide us n help us siblings to here live with your principles high. We shouldn't digress.

These days, during these times trying,  everything just seems to be in a  mess.

Your Anar prays, Tamune Goarathman behest hojoji.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

AN OUTCAST

One's money, one can easily  blast;

Youth and looks, anyway don't last;

Time ticks on, and keeps changing fast;

People who were revolving around,  now you outcast.

Sadly, soon one starts peeping into one's past;

Realization strikes,  no one n nothing can long last

Armin Dutia Motashaw

REASON

Request You I, to kindly tell me, or explain the real or hidden reason;

Reason why every few months,  changes a  season.

Reason why time continuously ticks; n a day,  night's fusion;

Complicated it is all, perplexed I am, there is a lot of confusion.

There's happiness less, n sadness more; what  is the reason?

We commonly see wicked n evil winning over truth, leaving a painful lesion.

People few understand the REASON for one's birth, one's mission;

If granted us you have power to reason, then why this utter confusion?

If endeavour we need to,  why surrender we must to fate, why this submission?

Laws of  Karma, sadly, show do not; thugs, scoundrels, rapists, there is treason!

O  Ahura kind,  O the wisest one, please clear my confusion;

Explain please, why do we have to surrender our will; why this submission?

PLEASE TELL ME THE REASON.

Armin Dutia Motashaw



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From: Armin Motashaw <armindutiamotashaw@gmail.com>
Date: Sun, 1 Nov 2020, 02:19
Subject: REASON
To: kersi sethna <sethnakg@gmail.com>


REASON

Request You I, to kindly tell me, or explain the real or hidden reason;

Reason why every few months,  changes a  season.

Reason why time continuously ticks; n a day,  night's fusion;

Complicated it is all, perplexed I am, there is a lot of confusion.

There's happiness less, n sadness more; what  is the reason?

We commonly see wicked n evil winning over truth, leaving a painful lesion.

People few understand the REASON for one's birth, one's mission;

If granted us you have power to reason, then why this utter confusion?

If endeavour we need to,  why surrender we must to fate, why this submission?

Laws of  Karma, sadly, show do not; thugs, scoundrels, rapists, there is treason!

O  Ahura kind,  O the wisest one, please clear my confusion;

Explain please, why do we have to surrender our will; why this submission?

PLEASE TELL ME THE REASON.

Armin Dutia Motashaw