MY THOUGHT FOR THE NEW YEAR

O how very  easy it is for us, to others criticize;

Without thinking, how them it will traumatize.

On words ours, before uttering them, beg you I, to emphasize.

For just a moment think, how your tongue you should utilize !!!

Before ill we speak about another, lets please contemplate;

Words bitter once spoken; a permanent wound create.

Amends made by us thereafter are a total waste;

Does it make any sense to sorry say to a dead man, you killed in haste ???

Armin Dutia Motashaw

સમર્પણ

કાશ તને નહિ કરીને, પ્રભુ ને કર્યું હોત મે, મારું બધુંજ  સમર્પણ

ખુશ થાત પ્રભુ અને હું, જો કરયું હતે એમને મે, મારું સર્વસ્વ અર્પણ.

આપી દિલ તને, મલયું મને દુખ અસહય; ખોટમાં કરયો મે વેપાર;

અરે વેપાર ક્યાં કરયો; તુઝ્ને દિલ અર્પણ કરી, દુખ નોતરીયું અપાર !

પ્રીત કરી પછતાઊ છું હું; પણ મે ક્યાં કીધી પ્રીત? એ તો બસ થઈ ગઈ!

અને હું તણખલા નિ જેમ, પ્રીતનિ નદીના વહેણ માં વહિ ગઈ.

અર્પણ કર્યું મે તને સર્વસ્વ; તન મન ધન, બધાનું  કરયું સમર્પણ.

આટલું દુખ સેહવા પછી પણ, દિલ તો કરવું છે તને જ અર્પણ.

પ્રીત ગાંડી છે, જોયા, સમજિયા વગર માનવ પ્રીત કરી બેસે છે;

અણે એ દુખમાં પણ એ, એક જાતની ખુમારી અનુભવે છે.

AF Dastur

सुन ले पुकार

हे प्रभू ,
गाऊ मैं ऐसे के झूम उठे दिल; और तृप्त हो जाये हर श्रोता की आत्मा;

आशीष देना मुझे, के मैं  ऐसा ही कुछ  कर पाऊँ; ओ  मेरे परमात्मा ।

दिल से गाऊ, तार से तार मिला पाऊं, प्रसन्नता छा जाये चहू ओर;

सुन के मेरे गीत मधुर, झूम उठे तु, ओ  मेरे  चित्चोर ।

भजन के सुर और तान ऐसे लगे, के तुझ तक ये पहुच पाये;

इन्हें सुन कर, तु खुद मुघ्ध हो कर, मेरी बाहों में दौडा चला आये ।

दिल से निकले, दिल तक पहुंचे, तन मन हो जाये तुझ में लीन

तडपाना न मुझे, बनना नहीं है मुझे,  बिना नीर की, एक बेचैन मीन  

प्रभू, कोशिश करती रहूंगी मैं, भले मै, मीराबाई न बन पाऊ।

पर पकड के रखना मुझे, खो न जाऊँ, और गीर भी  न जाऊँ ।

Armin Dutia  Motashaw

A BLANK CANVAS

Totally blank is the canvas, when born one is

You paint it, with colours of your choice, the way you please.

Incomplete remain it will if paint it you don't before life does cease.

Some paint it with Earthy colours; some love things bright;

Yet others pastel shades love; those of the sky, or fading Sunlight.

I love colours various, those which Nature depicts, on white.

Paint each one of us must a picture, of our own choice.

Some so beautifully do it; as if speak up it would in it's own voice.

Life is a canvas blank to be painted with strokes n colours of our choice.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

USE YOUR TIME

Our precious time waste we in arguing over politics

These politicians are like  leeches, bugs  or  tics

Can we not do something better for kicks ???

Remember we can a bridge or a wall build, with the same bricks

Please don't fall a prey to their ***** tricks

Armin Dutia Motashaw

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUBBY DEAREST....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVER DEAREST VISPI....

Here is wishing you good health and lots n lots of happiness.

May you, with His choicest blessings,  Ahura alwayssssss bless.

Pray we all, that  good health be yours; and go away sooooon will all your stress.

At the moment you are fragile,  but  soooooon may you feel agile n fress(h).

Looking forward we are to see your quick recovery and  progress.

Lots of love,  all good wishes and a big  Ahura bless.

Yours Ever,
Anar, Shez, Phil, Freyu n Zoi

FINGERS GREEN

O Ahura kind, I know it's rather late,  but change You can our fate.

Kindly dear Lord, increase our Parsi  birth (growth) rate.

Also request You I,  to grant us fingers, fertile n green

Grow into  lush green trees would, twigs, every little seed, every bean.

Help me please plant trees;  like John the Apple seed; bless Anar's deed

Scatter I would,  every  Chikoo, Mango, Lime, Orange,  melon seed.

Every road of  Mother India, loaded would be, with lush green fruit trees.

This would nourish millions, also give shade n cool breeze.

A dreamer may be I am; not ready to accept reality harsh;

But if You bless us,  we well know, change can, deserts n marsh.

Bless us, O my kind Mazda, with fingers very  very green;

So that grow luxurious trees can, with every scattered seed n bean.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.