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Reading a book, relaxing lazily I was on my hammock

A sqeal I heard; on peeping out, I got a real shock

Standing a little away, was an Elly small n a giraffe tall

Luckily they were both outside the compound wall

They looked cute, this Elly plump n Twigaa, majestic n tall

Frehan, who was in the resort, at Twigaa threw a ball;

This, for our four legged cutie pies, was a game; a play-call

The Elly caught it in his trunk, because it was about to fall

Now I kept my book aside, enjoying all this I was, from my hammock

When came the ball straight on to me, which Elly from his trunk, did unlock

Caught it I, n threw it back to Twigaa, who returned the ball;

Between the Twigaa and Elly, they didn't allow the ball to fall

Watching this all, was Zoish the animal lover, our cute little doll;

Besides her was standing Frehan handsome n tall, who wouldn't let the ball fall.

A video if made, would be a life time memory to this episode recall.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
MY CHAMP

My champ you always were, and will continue to, so remain

It seem may weird to some, or say they, I am insane;

But until my breath last, upto the end, you will, alwayssss my champ remain

Unassuming, simple, never ever money minded, was this legal luminary main;

Always stood up for truth n justice my Dad, tho' a legal legend, you were, with us, so simple n plain

With those great values, we match cannot; but many, we imbibe n have retained

May Mom n You, in heaven, to higher realms continue to progress, rise to higher plains.

Happy Father's Day Dearest Dad, we love and respect Mom n you.

Lovingly yours
The Motashaw Siblings n your grand kids.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
"अनार", इतना समझ लेना, दिल से दी गई दुआ हमेशा रंग लाती है;

और आह भी कभीभी खाली नहीं जाती है।

Armin Dutia Motashaw
MILES TO GO

Many, many more miles to go, trudge on dearie,  sometimes with tears, n sometimes with smiles.

Come in life ours will, many more difficulties,  tests, tribulations and trials

Rocks first, then hillocks perhaps, many hills n dales too. Oh, it's gonna be miles!

Face we will have to, hills n mountains too,  before our ravaans/souls, absolutely purified get

Many a deed, from our "Karma," bank-balance  fulfil we will have to, before we are all set.

Reincarnate to lessons learn many more, each time in a way different; it's not an easy bet!

Ahura  n our angels help n guide us will; n know I for sure, succeed one day, we definitely will

Prepare us O Daadaar Ahura Mazda; for cross we'll have to miles; it's gonna be a tough drill.

"Anar" pleads, help and guide us O Parverdegar, to successfully go through this grill

Armin Dutia Motashaw
MUM
👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM, NOW, FAR AWAY FROM ME, IN HEAVEN

I remember gifting  you a soft  baby pink sari, on your birthday in 1978, the first one, after I got married and came to Ahmedabad.  You were everyone's Jer Masi; but I couldn't stop myself from calling you Mummy. From that moment,  you were and will always be,  my dearest darling Jer Mummy.
You meant a world to all 3 of us.  You were the Sun and we, your planets.
Wherever you are, we love you,  and send this divine love to you.  Vispi is perhaps lucky enough to be able to reach you and wish you in person. Though far away, (in fact, don't even know really where!!!) But you are in our hearts.  Miss you very much, I DO, my friend, philosopher and guide,  my angel divine, who fills my heart with her unconditional love. Who took a frightened little girl in her loving arms and kept her there forever.
Love you  Ma n miss you.
Waiting to unite.
Yours
Anar.
"અનાર", દીલ સદા ખુલ્લું અને કોમળ રાખજે;

હાથ તારા, હંમેશા રહે ચોખ્ખા, કોઈનું કંઈપણ ઉપાડતી નહી કદી;

અને મન, મન રાખજે એવું, જે રહે હર ઘડી, હર પળ સ્વસ્થ અને મગન.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
હવે હું શું કરું....🤗🤗🤗

તું હંમેશા કહેતો કે, "તને શાની ચિંતા છે, હું કેવો બેઠો છું;"
પણ તેં તો લઈ લીધી વિદાય...  હવે હું શું કરું.....

હવે રડું છું તો પણ આંસુ વહયાં જાય છે, ગાળો ભીંજાઈ જાય, પણ કોઇ લૂછનાર નથી, તેં તો લઈ લીધી વિદાય,....
હવે હું શું કરું....

સદા સાથ નિભાવી શકાતો નથી, એ તો હું પણ જાણું છું, તારે જવુંજ પડયું, એ પણ હું માનું છું;...
પણ હવે હું શું કરું....

દીલ દુભાય છે, આંસુ વહે છે, સિસ્કીયો પણ કદાચ તને સંભળાય છે; જેમને હું રોકી શકતી નથી; ....
કાંઈક તો બોલ, હવે હું શું કરું
....

સ્મિત મારું, શું કદી પાછું આવશે; ખોવાઈ ગયેલાં ગીત, સંગીત શું પાછા આવશે? ....
તું જ કહે; હવે હું શું કરું?

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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