She sits down, weary; heart,
already, gnarled. A day, outside,
under the heat of the sun--
against the hostile stares,
of passersby and relentless
traffic aides; the everyday pursuit,
of a few coins, to buy daily
sustenance. With her withered
smile and yielding demeanor,
she tries to cajole passing
youngsters--office yuppies, with
their corporate coats, roguish skirts,
and barely-there make ups--
to partake of her paltry offerings:
candies, cigarettes, and stories.
Then, she comes home, to her
children: demanding her of food
--thin tummies, left starving, the
whole day; while she goes out,
to work. Her, forgetting her own
hunger; just to keep her children,
alive. And, her grandkids.

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"Whenever they talk about heaven
It reminds me of my home spontaneously"





- Was told by a woman living in old age home.

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क्यू बोझ हो जाती है वह माँ अपने ही घर में ।
एक माँ अपने बेटे से मिलना चाहती है और बेटा के पास वक़्त नहीं है ।
आशा लगा कर बैठी है एक माँ की आज मेरा बेटा आयेगा ।
पर सच तो ये है की बूढ़ी होने पर एक बेटे के लिए माँ भी बोझ बन जाती है ।

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Wrinkled but flawless skin
Blurred but deep sight
Antique but experienced thoughts
Toothless but innocent smile
Feeble but a pure soul

That's the beauty of an old woman

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old woman
(n.)
Someone who hits other people with her elbow and still complains about joint pain.

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A decrepit old woman,
with just a pair of tattered clothes steals from God.

Would you stop her from picking up the coins, stealthily, from the temple?

Because, I think, even God would have allowed her to do so and become a 'Sinner' himself.

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# # # SCARY GOOD OLD WOMAN # # #
''''''::::::::""""''''::::::::::::::;;"""""'':::::::""""''::::""""":;:;
That was nothing but my first
memorable, scary, worst
night with full of dust
as I was very tired of thirst.

A forest among the desert,
with no water around.
Miles away from home,
In the died ground.

When I entered alone
in the middle zone.
Found a shiny hut
with front door as big stone.

An old lady with
big eyes and teeth
came out with a stick
was very sick.

She had inspiring attributes,
with wallnuts in brain's tissues.
Her help was amazing,
with full passion, no misuse.

I was also an old guy,
She reminded me my sister.
Oh God! you gave me big
and saved me from disaster.

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बुढी औरत चलते हुयी गिरी
तो कोई उठाने नहीं आया
गोरी के पैर में मोच क्या आयी
सारा बाजार उसे संभलने आ गया..

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A Winter's Despair

The air was rough, merciless and chilly ,
Behold there was a mortal ; frozen and hungry,
Hair as silver as a sword of a knight , face as furrowed as an old page and eyes as vague as a moon on a cloudy night,
The soul was unbothered from this hellish world,
A serenity among this monsters dwelling on this realm,
Pale saree in shivering cold!
Why, oh why such a poor soul?
Yet it stand nothing in hand just to fill its belly,
She unbolted the door; fed it boiled rice and curry,
Oh! It was no more hurt no more tears roll from its angelic eyes ,
A smile bloomed like a moonflower at twilight,
What could a hollow soul bestow for the manna,
But chant for the fortune of the lady who banished its yearning,
It was gone as it came like a mist on a winter’s morning ...

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On her wrinkled face there was still a glow because of her smile that she had not let to get low..

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