Lekhny composition -31-Aug-2022
Mr Day had a good going career of software development.
He used to work hard and bring lot of delicacy on the table with fancy gifts with hard work.
His plans were going according to plan and his working style brought him dream come home.
But one fine day , white pigeon , flying in the sky going in loop with great flight in the sky.
A feather , gave him the jerk and told him something when it fell down on his shoulder.
A new light with danger as he has to decide to weather stay or move in the shadows for the light.
No nods came from family and not interested , no time came from the wife.
The stone came rolling down and yet wish never seem to get full filled
Now you and Sisyphus has to start over and push the rock above the hill.
He had a vision , the snow was coming and felt his tiny hands , he grown back once again.
The songs were good but losing it charmnes at every turn.
Same task over again , cycle never ends and stale life droughts land and life.
Fresh water is required for land for life only then they starts to produce new life and goods again.
Milind salve
05-Sep-2022 08:38 AM
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नंदिता राय
03-Sep-2022 09:42 PM
👌🙏🏻
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Mahendra Bhatt
02-Sep-2022 06:34 PM
Nice
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