The last we held hands and cried together, was a year ago (tomorrow)

I don't show it openly, but I am still drowned in this sorrow

Your words in my ears constantly ring, "I  don't want to die, I want to live for you "

I  told you to fight it (death); but I guess, death overpowered you.

Dearest, stay blessed in Heaven;  and may you, to realms higher rise

From there, guide us please and constantly give us your advise.

No one knows when reunions take place; no one knows that date;

But, I hope it is soon time for me to join all of you, I eagerly that day await.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

PROMISE OURSELVES, LET US TODAY

Freedom at midnight we received, not in the Asian way, when the morning Sun rose,

Then came the Jammu & Kashmir war n d partition civil war; soon began our days of woe.

The Brits squeezed our mental, emotional n physical wealth; they destroyed our professional skill

To bring about our decline, the Gurukul system abolished was; slowly but firmly destroyed, much against our will

If lessons sufficient we have learned from our past, let's unite n like the Phoenix, once again rise

Not crumble n divide because of ***** politicis; let's be judicious, broad minded n wise

Nationalists n Industrialists like Tatas support India; let us them patronise, with all our heart

Let us, as far as possible; of this important mission, "BE INDIAN BUY INDIAN" be a part.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

ON THE EVE OF OUR 75TH INDEPENDENCE DAY

As India celebrates Her 75TH year of INDEPENDENCE; I wish my respected Motherland all the very best

May She rise n shine; like a river, meander finding a path n with flying colours, pass every test.

May all Her children, come together and unitedly live n prosper, in a cosy  cushy nest.

May years of Independence n prosperity be ours. May everyday be a fest.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

My Mithra

Value your own words, do not make promises, you cannot keep

Hold your own word's respect, or think people will, you are cheap

Every word you use; use it carefully, pause a sec, n think a deep

Why pride take, in abusing? This way, Negativity within us will seep.

From today let's think n good speak; let's take this important leap.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

एक बहनका दर्द; उसकी आहें सर्द, उसकी सिसकियां, जरा सुनिए....

काश वो उसके भाइयो को सुनाई देती,  उन्हें महसूस होती

आजके दिन भी, मुझे एकभी भाई याद नहीं कर रहा है; रिश्तों की खो गई है एहमियत

या तो इस बेकदर, व्यापारी दुनियाकी, बदल रही है, नियत

अब यहाँ हर चीज़ है बिकाऊ; वक़्त तो बड़ी तगड़ी किमतमे बिकता है, मानो हो कोई महँगी कैफियत

काश वो थोड़ी फिकर करते मेरी, तो यह असहय दर्द कुछ तो हल्का हो जाता;

एक मिनिट मेरे लिए भी वो लोक निकालते, काश एक फोन मुझे भी आ जाता !

ऐ मालिक, तू तो है दयालु, कृपानिधान;काश तेरा यह गुण, हम इंसानों में आ जाता !

इस कठोर दुनियां में, अचनाकसे थोड़ी कोमलता, कहीं से आ जाती

साथ उसके मेरे लिए, मेरे भाई का, घड़ी भर का वक्त भी ले आती ।

तो एकबार फिर बचपन आ जाता, खिल खिलाकर जल उठते, यह दिया और बाती ;

भाई मेरे, भले मुझे करे न करे याद,
मैं तो, भेज रही हूं उन्हें मेरा प्यार और आशीर्वाद।

Armin Dutia Motashaw

QUIT INDIA

Quit India was a strong, nation wide, very huge, n massive protest;

Closely knit, united was our entire Nation, at its very best

Because of our unity, with flying colours, we passed this test;

But the Brits digest couldn't this, so divided us they by making us fight

They at us, threw a bone called religion; licked this we, fighting for every bite

Foolishly fell into their trap we did, every dog, trying to hold that English bone tight

Unfortunately so very blind we became with rage, that our common sense use we did not

Quit India they did, but destroyed they our peace; that bone, a problem permanent brought.

Fighting for that bone, which is, in our throat stuck; we in the spider's web are caught.

Reawaken if we using our sense common, perhaps this Motherland will, a super power again become

Self-restraint, discipline, love and understanding we need to use some

O my fellow Indians, come lets get together once again , please together come.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

SELF-RESPECT

Between personal gains n self-respect, undoubtedly I choose, my self-respect

In preference to egoistic, famous, rich humans, I prefer an ordinary cultured sect

Yet many people choose the rich, who are rude, arrogant; n others ill-treat;

Instead of their treatment shabby, befriend I will a person kind

To show-off, may be these rich ones, at you, flaunt may their wealth; many such you will find;

But prefer I those folks ordinary n simple, who with all their heart, will us befriend.

What ever be those factors luring, I seek my self-respect, from beginning to end.

Armin Dutia Motashaw