Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Hunter's Poem

Tell me o friend
What touches u the most….
Is it the noon wind at your door or
Is it an evening toast? Or
Is it the scent from a feminine breast or
Is it the sun’s twilight crest? Or
Is it the moon at nine or
Then it is the Scottish wine
Or is it the prattle of a child
Or is it the love for lifestyle wild
Tell me o friend….
None sir none, it is just the remembrance of a few good deeds,Which I’ve done from the world unseen…

Whatever --- The Sacrifice

Let me put on a testimony to myself here,
I grew up learning humanitarian thoughts, thanks to my parents.
I helped everyone possible and sometimes even denied some because of the human ego in me but ultimately I can describe myself as a humanitarian today.
Never ever anyone tried to understand me and even today I can say for sure that no one understands me better than my God and me.
Even I have put on expectations for myself, now that is a complete selfish trait I have developed undesired.
No one knows me till now and no one will ever do.
So let me love myself and let others enjoy on my behalf.
Thanks and Regards
Tanuj Chawla
Student
12 may 09
Enjoying preparatory holidays before end term xams of sem.4।
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