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Wajah bewajah
bina baat hi kabhi bas,
log rootha kyu karte hain ?

Kyu
apni hi ummeedon ke tang jaal mein
din raat,
yun hi ghuta karte hain ?

Jaane anjaane
hum  “humare” “apno” se
wada jhootha kyu karte hain ?

Zindagi ki daud dhoop mein
kuch saathi bante hain
toh kuch
choota kyu karte hain ?

Dilon ke rishte
Aksar toota kyu karte Hain ?

Yeh roothne manane ka akhir silsila kya hai
Kai baar mile aur bichad gaye
Bhala majra kya hai ?

Iss banne aur sawarne ki
Iss tootne bikharne ki
Aakhir dawa bhi kya hai ?

Hey Nath,
Yeh das tumhare charano mein
Gira hua hai pooch raha
Mera dil hi kahin behaya kya hai
Ya paap ka ghada shaayad bhar gaya hai

Iss bhava bandhan mein phansa  hua
Meri karun pukaar suno
Kukarmo ke daldal mein dhansa hua
Kar raha chitkaar suno
Davagni mein jal raha
Bheesan hahakaar suno

Daya karo ab hey Bhagvan
Ya ban Narsingh sanhaar karo
Aap ki sharan mein ab yeh dushtt
Iss neech ka uddhar karo
ISN'T HE ONE?

Called He is, by so very many, endlessly different names ;

Worshipped He is with various different n selfish aims.

But, know we this my dear friend, that God is an entity, just one.

Called He may be God, Ahura Mazda, Bhagvan, Allah, Shiv, Father n son.

Legends many, parables, stories umpteen, about Him are told.

Things of worship, charms, malas amulets, rosaries in His name are sold.

The worst, the saddest is, taking His holy name, instead  of uniting,  people fight;

Politicians instigate voters,  that others are wrong n they are right.

Public worshippers often a nuisance for many others create;

Conversions are harmful, yet sadly,  increasing alarmingly is their rate.

Why are we so cruel n autocratic? Why do we have to wrongly, things right prove ?

Can't we worship peacefully and lovingly, In a way that He truly does approve?

Armin  Dutia Motashaw

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