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

A TASK SMALL

Sun, all of us may not be able to become,

Because powerful can become only some.

But a lamp we can all, most certainly become;

Giving light, to many;  leading at least some.

Many a times, just a single ray can help someone to overcome.

Overcome grief, sorrow, depression, fatigue, to an extent some.

So let's do this task small; but an important one.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A TAX PAYER'S WOES

Right from our birth to death, we keep paying tax;

As shown below, from tip to toe, we pay tax

Even on free, God given things, we pay tax

The rich n d ultra rich dodge taxes; but we have to pay a tax

The poor have not money, so they benefit, from our tax

The politicians; ah! live like leeches on our tax;

But an ordinary salaried man, helplessly keeps paying tax.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A THOUGHT ON A WOMEN'S DAY

When you are about to use water lavishly, when you are on the brink of wasting it; please do give a thought about those women who walk for miles to get water.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A candle  removes darkness
A  sweet smile reduces sadness
Things can further brighten with a tinge of madness.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A TREE TALL

Now stood here, absolutely alone, all by itself, yet looking stately, a tree tall

Time had taken the rest away, leaving it lonely, all alone by itself stood, this single tree tall.

All its leaves it shed, its branches almost dry; weeping with excruciating pain, during this fall

With so many of them, right besides it, happy it was, accompanied n protected by them all.

Then came a time, when one by one the rest fell, it sadly stood, grimly watching this all.

Today even without autumn, it looks leafless n bare, all alone, eagerly waiting to fall

Birds few do come to chirp, but nestle they don't; insects some, occasionally do near it crawl.

Without them all, its greenery n charm has gone, its leaves rustling, awaiting God's call

Armin Dutia Motashaw

All of a sudden, felt she thrilled, without any particular reason.

Wondered she, why this sudden feeling of bliss, without any reason!

These days,  parties there were plenty; it was the usual  wedding season;

But why this beautiful out of the world feeling all of a sudden, sans any reason!

Then her heart,  a beat skipped and her pulse raced, as she saw him;

Oh ! Perhaps it could be just someone similiar; it possibly couldn't be him !

Thought she,  perhaps  the atmosphere is romantic; the dance floor alluring with lights dim;

But told her,  her heart it is no one but him; it is very much him !

Aww, so very many years had passed ! aged he did look; but was almost the same.

Stop herself she couldn't,  n towards him flew! everything seemed the same !

Breathless ! touching him lightly, in a voice quivering, she said a hello lame!

Looking up, stared he at her face  sallow; lighted his eyes,  the spark was the same !

Their eyes met n volumes spoke; no words spoken were; but tears streamed in pain !

Simply unaware of their surroundings, lost they were ! down memory lane !

Breaking the spell he offered his hand, n smiled slowly; see she could on his face, immense pain.

Took his hand she did; n they danced, just like before; again slipping down memory lane.

Her head, she rested on his chest, hearing his beats; n after years, felt she comfort deep

Years had passed,  but love never dies; buried it was always in their chests, ribs n hearts deep.

Oh darling  where were you all these years ! Why Didn't you my love,  your promise keep  ?

Speak nothing just now, alive I want to feel; just stare into my eyes deep !

Forgetting everything n everybody around them, lost they were in their own world

This joy immense, lessened her wrinkles, as she around him entwined n curled.

Two lost lovers, two people but one soul, reunited after ages; today found their lost world.

Nature, Her blessings showered at the elderly couple, as transformed they, into another world.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

AUTUMN LEAVES

There lived an elderly gentleman, in the home for the aged.

One day, he threw away his phone, when raged.

Then burst he, into tears and wept loudly.

He said, " for days I  haven't slept soundly".

"None of my children have called me since days".

"Not one of them bothers, how their father stays".

Now to his aid, came another elderly gentleman.

"To hell with such children, forget them as soon as you can".

"Let's get mobile savvy, n learn whatsapp n facebook".

"Let's play games, do gardening n dishes tasty cook".

Everyone was excited n  immediately to this agreed.

A kind volunteer taught them, how to, many of these things do.

Happy very they are now. Their life is, once again, all set.

Sing, dance n enjoy they with their new-found friends; n no more fret.

These autumn leaves, have learnt to adjust to this life friendly, exciting n new.

Decided they have to live beautifully through their autumn years, anew.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

AVAN,

O flowing waters of Avan Ardvisur Bano, upon Spenta Armaity, from this scorching heat, respite some we seek

Burning is Spenta Arnaity, a sprinkle, a shower for us, is a request meek.

Maa, pity have on farmers, labourers who with feet bare work, n for the animals n birds with dry beaks

Help us, cool our burning Earth, our Spenta Armaity, as Khorshed Yazad is at His peak

Armin Dutia Motashaw

O AVAN ARDVISUR BANU

O Avan Ardvisur Banu, bless this World with your choicest blessings.

May the world, always in your praise, monajats sing.

Your kindness n blessings the world, desperately needs.

On your holy, clean n clear waters, all of us feed.

With your bountiful blessings, bless the Parsis with fertility.

And to love their religion, grant them the serenity n mentality.

May increase n prosper this clan once again.

May the Parsis strengthen their foothold, once again.

Aedoon baad.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

ON ROJ AVAN MAH AVAN

I sincerely pray to Thee, O Ardvishur Banu, divine,

Accept please, these heartfelt prayers of mine.

Need we many babies;  with them,  bless our creed;

Healthy,  emotionally,  mentally  n physically indeed .

Save please do,  this race, before perish we.

Also, to the welfare of this entire planet,  please see.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

AWAITING YOUR RESPONSE

Dear parents n Grandparents we have an important role to play.

Mould tenderly yet firmly, with great care we must, our wet clay.

Inculcate true values in these hearts tender, everyday.

Help the little ones to overcome habits unhealthy n keep vices at bay.

Money is  important, but also remember, most vices therein lay.

Utility correct, of wealth teach them, for them to happy stay.

These are my thoughts, I wanted to share; tell me, what do you have to say ???

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A glimpse, just a glimpse; and my day is made.
Oh darling, you are my Sunshine, my shade.
Your home, my temple is,
My feet whilst passing, simply freeze.
Awaiting eagerly I am, for a smile.
Ready I am, to walk that extra mile.
O love, when will you, some thing , sweet say
Eagerly I am awaiting that beautiful day.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

A WOMAN OR  AN ANGEL 


Tiny, cute, petite,  a fair beauty with  curly hair she was;


Simple, unassuming,  self-sacrificing,  a "karma Yogi" she was. 


Honest, dedicated, loving and caring,  she was. 


A sincere teacher,  extremely knowledgeable she was. 


Almost a mother to her  Grandma,  Mum, niece n nephew she was;


Later on my  darling mother, friend, philosopher n guide she was. 


If every mother is  sweet; to me, sheer nectar she was.


An epitome of love,  A "DEVI", AN ANGEL, she was. 


Mum, When it's time to reunite,  PLEASE COME,  TO ME  RECEIVE 


On this WOMEN'S DAY,  I  salute the best human, who gave me unconditional love.


Armin Dutia  Motashaw

A WRITER'S DILEMMA

Poetry and literature are not for masses; know this we.

Then why at our lost efforts, sad or dejected feel we !

Easy it is not for masses to this digest, absorb or assimilate.

Yet, when poor is the response, blame we, our luck or fate.

Remember our lot must, that a Shakespeare everyone become cannot.

Try to become a Wordsworth or Lord Tennyson we should not.

Let's hope our readers, the classes admire our work.

Be it success or be it failure,  our work we shouldn't shirk.

BACK BITE

Think if you are the target, receiver; would you be comfy n light ??

Human nature it is, to malign others or them back bite.

Juicy it feels to do so, when the person is out of sight.

Face to face, it may be difficult, with him to fight.

If we can't praise, it's best to keep our mouth shut tight.

Stop back biting and many things will automatically set right.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BE A FRIEND TRUE

A fair weather friend, please be do not.

In silly misunderstandings, do  not get caught

Cause these  battles, which were unnecessarily fought.

In friendship, politics and religion, please involve do not .

Stand by your friends as solid rocks, when they need support.

Be that anchor strong; be their ship's port.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BE A HUMAN GOOD

Treat we our bosses n seniors with respect; but how do we, our subordinates treat?

Do they, to you come forward with their difficulties or seeing you retreat?

Personal problem if any; share do they, with you; coming up to your seat?

Do they their joys, also share with you; do they you enthusiastically meet?

Their eyes watch keenly every morning, when  they, wish you n  greet

Reveal the truth their eyes will, if, with respect true, you they treat.

Remember always to respect n with love respond to subordinates, when you them meet.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Love and excitement there is in the air, romantic seem may the atmosphere;

Cupid may his arrows dart at many and at some, even a spear;

But, St Valentine is a symbol of love; not just for young couples; it's for everyone

Love for parents, siblings, friends, neighbors, for the poor, for just about anyone

So, show your parents you care for them; with them, for them, some time n money spend

Towards your siblings, spouse, friends please a step ahead take, or even slightly bend

This Valentine's, plants do gift, not flowers; needs the world  oxygen more, more green

From this Valentine's, plan to remain peaceful and create an atmosphere serene

LOVE ALL YOUR DEAR ONES

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BEAST OF BURDEN

Like a poor donkey he works and slogs all his life;

Undergoes he constantly, throughout life, a lot of strife.

Struggling as a student, towards some career he works.

Many pleasures, hobbies, passions n even sleep, he shirks.
Indulging deeply into physics, chemistry n mathematical sums.

Then to make ends meet, again a burden bearing donkey he becomes.

Saves he every penny, to a scooter, or a car buy, or a house make.

Though once in a year, to count the years; cuts he a birthday cake.

Through life, tax, tax and more tax he pays on his miniscule income;

Direct taxes, indirect taxes, his pockets empty; no money left, to buy ***.

An honest ordinary human, keeps searching to success, a key.

But ends up being a beast of burden; a slogging exhausted donkey.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Listen, o please listen to my many sighs;
Come o please come before I close my eyes.

In your arms, take me please;
Say nothing, just give me a kiss.

In your loving, caring arms, I wish to die;
That's why, I am calling you to say a final good bye.

Kiss me on my forehead before I am dead.
Anxiously wait I will for you, in my death bed.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.

BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE....

An appeal to all seers, please act before it's too late,

We have almost already reached a deadly state

Let us try to once again, for the better, change our fate.

Harm great and unrepairable caused we have, to Mother Nature

By trying to to prove our importance n increase our stature.

Let's once again grow trees, n try to Her, lovingly n carefully nurture.

Let's start, with each human planting at least a few trees,

Soon there will be shade; n flowers and fruits will increase

Once again blow in will cold breeze, n this scorching heat will decrease.

Water levels improve will; n flora fauna flourish will.

If authorities, industrialists, soldiers, the rich pitch in willingly will.

Nature is kind benevolent, all giving and very fair.

Understanding, volunteering will help us to our mistake repair.

Once again She will Her kindness show, rich dividends we will bear.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BEFRIEND

Nature grants us many gifts, peace, abundance n joy.

But  men, for their convinience, greenery destroy.

To clear luxurious forests, many men they employ.

To preserve the rights of animals n birds is a must.

By protectig them, we must gain their trust.

With them, live in peace n harmony we must.

It's their world, as much as it's ours; don't this forget.

Be they from the wild, or oceans; or be it a house-pet.

Give them their due rights, without getting upset.

Live in harmony with Nature if we, with fauna n flora;

Suffer we may not with malaria, typhoid or cholera.

A beautiful world create we can; lush green, eco-friendly; says Zohra.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

O Rev. Behman Ameshaspand, grant us an absolute Beh-Man please.

A Beh-Man, ie. a good mind, that doesn't during difficulties freeze.

Today, ethical and religious values are drowning or being blown off

We ridicule or laugh at honest and peaceful people; at them we scoff.

May your blessings us reach; n our mindsets for the better change;

May this trend change n respect we people who belong to the above range.

Teach us self-control, true compassion for these animals innocent;

So that, become we all vegetarians, with all our heart, a hundred percent.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

YA BEHRAM YAZAD BERESAD

રોજી રજક ફિરોઝી ફત્તેહ બક્ષી, કોમ ની હર મુશ્કિલ કરજો આસાન

ફરી એક વખત, વધે કોમ ની ખોવાતી  કીર્તિ ને શાન.

કરજો આં મારી દિલ ઓ જાન થી માંગેલી મુરાદ સ્વીકાર

રેહશેે કોમ ઉપર, અને મારા ઉપર, તમારો મોટો ઉપકાર.

માનું છુ તમારો ઘણો ઘણો આભાર.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BELOVED

Here is wishing you happppppinessss alwayssssss,  my beloved.

By us, you  are forever respected; and most loved.

Wherever you are,  our beloved Mom,  happy may you stay

May your asho ravaan progress at every step, that you in  Heaven lay.

Time, your wonderful memories cannot from us  ******

For in our heads n hearts, these we did, carefully latch.

Live in our hearts you do, for ever;  till we here live.

Pray I to Ahura, in our coming rebirth,  me,  you should please conceive.

Wish you we loads of love,  lots of progress n eternal peace.

Visit me in my dreams,  embrace n love me please.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

👩‍❤‍👩💐👩‍❤‍👩   We are Sadly getting caught in a magical commercial web;  

and  hence our religion, our  ethics is at the lowest ebb.

Anar

TO MY LOVING BROTHERS...ON BHAI BEEJ.

Precious and beautiful is this loving relationship

Together we did play, sing, dance, run and  leap;

Fought hoarse; then made up, with a cuddle and hug.

Again snatched each others slippers, clothes, pillow or rug.

When grew up we, these beautiful memories I always do treasure.

The depth of our love n closeness on these memories, I measure.

Wish I my brothers, loads of love and all wishes good.

Turn back I would those beautiful pages, those memories if I only could.

HAPPPPPINEZZ UNTO YOU, DEAREST BRO.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

भरम

बस एक झलक पाते ही, आपके ख़यालो में हो गए मशरूफ;

सपनों की दुनिया में खो गए; और यहां से शुरू हुई तकलीफ़

देखा जो आपको, अपने ही दिल के हाथो, हो गए मजबूर

इश्क़ के हाथो बिक गए;  आप के नाम से जुड़ कर, होना था मशहूर ।

पर आंख खुली तो समझ में आया, यह था एक जूठ, एक भरम

समझाया अपने आप को,  शायद ऐसे अच्छे नहीं थे हमारे करम

इसी लिए बन के हम आंधी और तूफान से अनजान;

बिना समझे, जला दिया एक दीया आंधी में; जगा लिया दिल में तूफान

जीवन भर डोलेगी नैया, मिलेगा नहीं कभी साहिल

डूब जाएगी यह कश्ती, गहरी है झील; मिलेगी नहीं कभिभी मंज़िल ।

Armin Dutia Motashaw

On this auspicious day of  Her becoming a Republic....

BHARAT MATA DESIRES

Our Bharat Mata, today requests; and Her children cajoles, to truly love Her.

Wondering, from their sleep, their siesta,  indifference, when will they rise n stir !

Ages of attacks n conquests have tired Her, now our solace She seeks.

She asks Her soldiers n leaders to truly love Her; and not become meek.

Awaiting eagerly She is for Her children  to love Her;  waiting for that truly happy morn.

Wishes She another  Gandhi, Shastri, Dadabhoy, Bhagatsingh n Patriots many be  born.

Desires She that correct n clean up they,  all the  mess; all that has sadly gone wrong.

Desires She, that all Her administrator sons, become honest n strong;

That for Her, they, a great name in  the current times earn, is Her burning desire.

Can all the leaders, big n small by their deeds n actions everyone else aspire.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Vada-Paav, in Aamchi Mumbai, or Maharashtra entire, is definitely the most popular inexpensive dish.

But according to the circumstances that prevail here at  Bombay, been it should have Bhel-puri, I do wish.

There are Maharashtrians, Gujjus, South Indians, Sikhs, Bongs etc. and us Parsis, though very miniscule  

Similarly Bhel has sev, mamra, chevda, puris, onions, potatoes, coriander, chillies, chutneys, you can add more, there is no rule

Just like the ingredients of Bhel, the population mingles, mixes, blends, whatever you can call it,  to be called Bombayites

But but but!!! wait and watch, when they board a suburban local train, just watch their many big & small fights.

To see the Bhel Puri, in this city cosmopolitan, encounter you have to the fisher folk, giving "shivya, our popular Maushi baai"

In our Bhel-Puri population, there are Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, Christians, Jews, Parsis; but in Bombay they are lovingly addressed, Bhau n Taai.

Hope you liked my BHEL-PURI, please do taste and comment.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

RESPECTED SIR,

Years pass by, left you this Earth, on this day, forever.

Understand I, that time for no one stops, what so ever.

It goes on ticking, moving; alongside beautiful relationships often sever.

Sir, your leaving for your heavenly home, our ties did sever;

But memories Beautiful, Vispi n I often ruminate, so that we forget them never.

In our hearts we wish to keep you alive, with this move clever.

As per your advise, to continue singing will always be my endeavour.

Bless us, your students to progress and become a "zevar".

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BINDAAS BAKALYU

Oh my God, she is really really a "bindaas Bakalyu"

To study you tell her, n the reaction is, "ane e kakalyu"

There is a terrific allergic reaction to this word.

Off she wishes to escape,  flying away, like a bird.

My Bindaas Bakalyu is difficult very to handle.

Beware, a riot she can create or even a scandal.

O Ahura, shower Your choicest blessings upon her.

Hope she soon towards studies takes a liking, like my Jer.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

People many,  candles blow off a cake, n a birthday wish make;

I never this do, because fire I  rever; n it cannot blow; so a candle I light away from the cake.

Lord, on my  Birthday, for peace n good health,  today a sincere wish I make;

Please bless me to do my best; n in Your hands, my hand please take.

May every young Indian, learn to fire rever,  giving up silly western ideas,  for Ahura's sake.

Can you imagine all the sputum spattered, as one blows, over the cake

It is high time, we stop following the West blindly,  n their habits forsake.

If switch we do not, to this culture rich of ours, sadly  very high will be the stake.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BIRTHDAY CANDLES


LET'S NOT BLOW OUT BIRTHDAY CANDLES, even though it's a tradition, pretty old.

All Aryans, fire respect and it consider holy, worthy of reverence; since ages, this we are told

Also, not because it is merely a western ritual; but unhygienic it is very; especially if one has covid or cold.

I  too have done it for years as a child, but since last few years, I  have this decision taken bold.

Just Besides the cake, light a candle;  make your birthday wish; eyes please close n your hands do fold

God most willingly will grant it unto you; because it is to Him, you have, this secretly told.

Amen/ Aedoon Baad/ Tathastu

Armin Dutia Motashaw

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAREST DARLING DAUGHTER, SHEZ.

After a labour really prolonged;

Came the one,  for whom I longed.

Chubby, with  a dimpled chin,  you were so v. fair

Eyes most attractive n beautiful, with tiny golden hair.

At last,  after trials several, at 8.40pm you were born.

With  a silver bracelet n a silk dress,  you, they did adorn.

The first, you were, in the entire  Motashaw clan !

Nurgesh Aunty,  at her home a grand party did plan.

Remember I,  cuddling you n keeping you with me; in  the  nursery not.

Then with celebrations many,  home you were brought.

LOVE YOU LOADS.

Bapi, Mom, Dad.
Phil, Freyu n Zoi

Darwin n Armin enjoying are their birthday;
Though one is getting old n other handsome, day by day.
Plant kingdom rules Ameshaspand Amardad.
He also helps the Earth to become shaad n aabaad.
Teshtar Tir Yazad, brings us rain.
Mankind, prosperity through crops,fruits does gain.
Both Ameshaspand n Yazad bless us, please do.
Dadar Ahura n Zarathushtra, You too, please do.

Armin Masi

Happy birthday dearest.
To my heart, you are nearest.
Happiness, peace n prosperity I wish you.
And good health with a long life too.
Lovingly I , these wishes send.
Happy may you be, always, at every bend.

Yours forever,
Af

On your roj  Birthday ... Roj  Khorshed,  Mah Farokh Farvandin

Happy happy happy happiest birthday, to our Mom little.

Just the other day,  you were our own,  very little girl;

Sitting on our lap, playing hide-and-seek, smug, cutely curled

Slowly but certainly,  gradually, yet surely, upon your shoulders little;

Took up you, responsibilities truly big, of looking after us too.

During these days of  covid,  Phil n you our responsibilities beautifully shoulder;

Try you,  our lil Mom, to  remove every obstacle that comes our way, every boulder.

Thank you Lil  Mom, for this task herculean,  along with responsibilities other

Very sweetly n unassumingly shouldered them, you did; our cute loving Mother.

May Ahura bless you now n alwayssssss with His blessings choicest.

We  sincerely Him Thaaaaaank, for granting us, bestowing upon us this gift  best.

He granted you to us as our daughter, along with another important form;

Love you most dearly our darling Shez, our dearest daughter, *** now, our Mom.

With all our blessings, best wishes, alwayssssss.

Mom, Dad, Phil, Fre n Zoi

BLARING LOUDSPEAKERS

Only if authority had I,  stop immediately I would, the use of these blaring loudspeakers

Why do people torture us; what do they honestly want, these pollution seekers?

Banned these loudspeakers should be right away, and exceptionally used in an emergency

To announce a storm, floods or similar situation, only during some crisis or in emergency

Against the use of these loudspeakers, maybe start someone should, an insurgency.

Stop should, though doubtful it is; to help solve this problem it won't; our indifferent Buerocracy

Innocent little Infants deaf can turn, or can startle and cry, when suddenly a loudspeaker does blare

Our poor pets n strays, our dogs, birds and animals others, it startles and can them scare.

Horrid voices, hoarse n dreadful screech and scream often through these loudspeakers;

So hear blasting music forcefully we have to, from these hoarse, off tuned screechers

Elders who are partially deaf; severe problems, in traffic can face; occur can fatal accidents

Sight one can umpteen such awful examples; and many more similar incidents.

Nature's laws if we constantly defy, consequences drastic we will have to definitely face

Why don't leaders, authorities, politicians, Buerocrats care for animals n this human race

Armin Dutia Motashaw

May our lives be full of beautiful roses

Scattered in between with colourful poses;

May this sweet scent fill out noses.

Filled with joy; and laughter filled doses.

Most importantly may God grant us the wisdom of Moses.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

May every life bloom and  beautifully glow.

May there be spring; and breeze cool blow.

Away from this rat race, may peace n happiness prevail.

May life through calm seas smoothly sail.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BODY, HEART N SOUL

As our body needs a tender skin care, with facials, body massages n creams,

So does our  heart n soul need words soothing; so often silently for this, they scream.

Every heart n soul, for love, understanding and compassion constantly yearns.

But only the lucky few this easily get; though free, difficult it is, to these, from people earn.

As we lovingly tend to our bodies, with nutrition, exercises etc. them pampering;

Let's please tend to others hearts, with  little of love, understanding,  compassion; n happiness in their lives bring.

If just a wee bit of love, understanding n tolerance practise we, happy will be we and happier still, will be ours.

For this we don't have to hours waste; silently, give a wee bit of our consideration n efforts; n they will be easily yours.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

Machines have to be regularly used, so also our bodies.

Some time or the other, a machine wears out, so does our body

A machine needs regular maintainance, so also does our body.

Remember this is a must; be it a Maruti, an Audi or our body.

Anar

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

BOOMERANG

To it's sender, it's user, it returns back.

Escape there is none, it does it's own creator hack.

Faithful like a dog it is, who his tail at his owner does wag.

Carries with it, it always does, it's owner's tag.

A boomerang, it's owner's address, without trouble, find can.

Boomerang is our karma, from it, runaway you just cannot.

Once an act performed, in its web, you are for ever caught.

Fight your karma, please do not. Instead, just surrender.

willingly, your punishment bear; keeping your heart tender.

When accept  we the consequences; things easier become.

To endure pain or pleasure, God grants us strength some.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BOTTLING UP BITTERNESS

How much can one bottle up bitterness, just easy this is not;

In the web of depression, one shouldn't ever be caught.

How does one get rid of this bottled up bitterness n pent up anger ?

Ah ! burst one day this anger will, after all, one is human not a store house of anger.

This bottled up stuff leads to depression, hypertension or disease of the heart

Then poor you, become you will, of these complications an unavoidable part.

So bottle your emotions do not, I tell myself, pour them out in ways some

I write them out, paint or sing them away; but some desperados take to ***.

If none of these help, just a kind shoulder seek n cry your heart out.

After you left for your heavenly home Vispi, of crying, I get an urge, a big bout

Come in memories, like a cascade of water, a huge, violent water fall gushing

Even if try I to stop them, with a smile fake;  these tears just come rushing

Bottled up emotions, becoming dangerous are, heart, body, mind n soul they affect

And more often than not, excruciating, long lasting n permanent are its effects.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.

Dedicated to the little Pup Brandy

Brandy, cute Brandy, you little darling are sweeter than sugar- candy

But entire day scream we; n run around you, saying, "Brandy, Brandy"

Little darling, you are more intoxicating, than that alcoholic drink, Brandy

Freyu n Zoish are eagerly awaiting n even searching for you, a dandy

Your Mum, Shez says you eat almost anything n everything except a "kakri"

That's why Brandu, she says, "you are perhaps not a doggie, you are a "bakri"

The moment says Phil, "Brandy I love you", wag you excitedly, your tail;

Ma loves you too little one; it is "Brandy Brandy" all day with love we wail

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BRANDY'S ROYAL RESORT

Our Brandy, our puppy, our lil imp, so very docile and innocent looks, at the first glance

But sneaks in she does very quietly into the washroom, whenever she gets a chance

Enjoying a shower, drinking water alongside; then to dry up, she does a shake (off) dance.

Our washroom is her territory,  her mansion, her resort; if around n someone is in, she loudly does bark.

Into it, she quickly glides, rather darts, even pushing us in the bargain; just like a little ferocious shark

Equally possessive she is about her bed; running behind kids, when they try to make it; once it's dark

BRANDU, OUR ANGEL *** IMP, WE LOVE YOU.

Armin Dutia Motashaw

BREED RIGHT

A lot depends on what one mentally breeds;

Because the result depends on the soil n seeds.

Thoughts bad are like harmful weeds ;

Results good come when thoughts good you feed.

Good strong seeds yield healthy creeds.

So sow in the coming year plenty of good seeds;

Humata, Hukht, Huvershta seeds to deeds.

Armin Dutia Motashaw