Feels like my father is again with me…When my son is born…
Unconditional love, Expectations None,
Bad or Good, Fading Memories,
Better or Worst, Nothing that Worries,
No Sufferings, No Complains,
No cry for worldly pains,
No religion to follow,
No caste, color or creed to fight,
No longing for rich,No desire for castle,
A Yogi by birth, with picturesque postures,
A blissful presence with adorable ventures,
a moonlit tranquility, an unmathced Equanimity,
a Moderation defined,a life called devine,
With a Few words “Vocab”,
He is my new-born in lap,
Just a year old,
Qualifies “definition” of God,
A human defined by Lord…
