SLUMBER SWEET

May slumber sweet and deep, come to me, every night

A sound sleep help me would, to feel much better and light

Enable me it will to carry on with my duties, if I get up bright


Lord, in years I haven't soundly slept; awake I am every night

So many words around me play, get up I have to, to them write

This is one of the reasons, why sleep my body has to fight


My thoughts varied n multiple are like many a colourful kite


Wish I, these ideas bright would come to me in daylight


Sleepless nights, even for a purpose good, make poor my plight


Help me O Ahura, to get slumber sweet, every single night.


Armin Dutia Motashaw

Our cute little princess, our Madame Cama turns 11 today.

Here is wishing her happppinezzzz on her Birthday

She is cute, she is naughty n for everything has her own style n way

Our artist loves arts n crafts , creating beauty with slime n  clay.

Chocolates resist she cannot, from them she just can't keep away

We wish her well. Lots of love n wishes all good, all the way.

Love you Zoya.
Our best wishes....
Dae, Ma, Shez, Phil n Fre

7-70

People at 7 n 70 are totally, altogether, a different breed !

At 7 an engine is brand new, young and very energetic indeed

Ah ! At 7, the tiniest print one can very easily read

And at 70, one can see a word only if it is as big as a bead

At 7, no matter how much one runs n plays, active is the steed

At 70 however most bones ache; more on medicines, one does feed

At 7 and at 70, one just cannot compete with the others speed

At 7 one is a  rose bud, at 70 one is a withering flower, almost a **** !

So, importance one has to give to ones age, to this, please do heed.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

तू गया

तू गया, गया संग, मेरे दिलका करार

तू गया, तो गए तुझ संग सब साजसिंगार

तू गया तो रूठे मुझसे मेरे गीत संगीत

यह तूने क्या किया, ओ मेरे मनमीत ???

जानेवाले के संग कोई जा नहीं सकता

मौत के साथ कोई लड़ नहीं सकता

इंसान भगवानके सामने हो जाता है मजबूर

लोक भी बदल जाते है; हो जाते है दूर

रोने के लिए अब कंधा भी नहीं मिलता

रिश्तेदार कतराते हैं; सच्चा रंग अब है खिलता

फितरत बदलने लगती है, अब हम लगते हैं बोझ

इतने सारे लोगों में, मिल जाते है एक दो दिलसोज़

यही है जमानेकी रीत, जिंदा रहनेवाला मरता है तिल तिल

बस अब यही है तुम्हारी नई मंज़िल

Armin Dutia Motashaw

मेरे सपने में आये साई

हुए धन्य भाग मेरे, मेरे सपने में आए मेरे साई

गिर रही थी मै सिडियोसे, दिख रही थी मुझे एक गंदी खाई

फिरसे ऊपर चढ़ना जब लगा नामुमकिन, और मैं थी घबराई

तब अचानक, पलभरमे उठा लिया मुझे किसीने; वो थे मेरे साई

खड़े होकर जब देखा ऊपर, तो मुस्कुरा रहे थे मेरे साई

मै क्या कहूँ, कैसे धन्यवाद मानु आपका; आभार व्यक्त करने हु आयी

भले था वो एक सपना, पर सुकून मिला मुझे, जैसे थी वह एक सच्चाई

निहारने तुझे, तेरी तस्वीरको, मैं शुक्रिया अदा करने हु आयी

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Bombay Meri Hei

O city of many peoples dream, o my beloved Bombay

Aamchi Mumbai miss you I do so very much, in many a way.

For enjoyed I did my childhood there, you were my very own Bombay

Along with you, now gone is the love n warmth of my parents, whom I miss every single day.

My school, college n Hosp. friends, shared with whom I have many a cherished day

Your splendid buildings, monuments lure me; of them what can I say !

Also I miss the Paak Atash Behrams n Agiyaris where we went to pray.

Those yummy eating joints; ah! Sooooo many; long is the list, tempt me like shiny golden hay

Every foodiie's stomach n heart in those varied joints lies, this emphatically I do say

My Af, took us out for treats many, and would never allow us to pay

Family picnics we had umpteen; Juhu n Aaksa Beach mention I must,  where games many we did play

Remember I, how every New Year's eve, to those lovely lilting numbers, all night we did sway

O beautiful beloved Bombay, even now my head and heart in you does lie, that's all I can say.

Armin Dutia Motsshaw

The very first glance n lost I was in those pools deep


Slowly but certainly into them, losing my total identity, I did seep


Under my skin, in every *****, unknowingly though; you quietly did creep


From that day, lost I have, my slumber sweet, I now can't sleep.

Just a glance of you, stimulates my heartbeats; the monitor wildly does beep


Totally lost I am today, ah ! what magic is this ! my identity I can no longer keep


Falling in love is a very dangerous thing; you lose everything; there's nothing to reap


Empty are your hands, heart n mind; only with pearl like tears, your eyes weep.


Armin Dutia Motashaw