рдпреВрдВ рд░реВрда рдХрд░ рдмреИрда рдЬрд╛рдУрдЧреЗ рддреЛ рдмрд╛рдд рдФрд░ рднреА рдмрд┐рдЧрдб рдЬрд╛рдПрдЧреА
рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдмрд┐рди рдмрд╛рдд рдХрд┐рдпреЗ рд░рд╣ рдкрд╛рдУрдЧреЗ
рдХреБрдЫ рдмреЛрд▓рддреЗ рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ рдирд╣реАрдВ,
рдпреЗ рдирдЦрд░реЗ рдХрдм рддрдХ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдУрдЧреЗ
рдЕрдм рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рддреЛ рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рдпреЗ рдЦреЗрд▓ рддреБрдореНрд╣рд╛рд░рд╛
рдЕрдЧрд░ рдореИрдВ рд░реВрда рдХрд░ рдмреИрда рдЬрд╛рдКрдВ,
рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдордирд╛рдиреЗ рдЖрдУрдЧреЗ
рдЕрдм рдорд╛рди рднреА рдЬрд╛рдУ рдирд╛
рдЕрдм рдХрдм рддрдХ рд╕рддрд╛рдУрдЧреЗ
рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рд╣реИ рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рддреЛ рдЖрдХрд░ рдЧрд▓реЗ рд▓рдЧ рдЬрд╛рдУрдЧреЗ-
that it is known to be residing in the hands of the common people.
-
Here at the zero hour
when the hour touches twelve,
with the second hand following.
Somewhere in the suburbs,
wakes up a little boy,
Quivering with fever,
dying of hunger.
Shivers a little,
everytime when the chilly air gushes in.
His shabby, broken house,
the one made of polythene,
by selling numerous bags,
he filled with cans of tin.
Grieving in pain,
He caresses his wounds.
Eyes filled with the
ocean of tears,
he looks up to the sky,
where the stars
were gleaming gleefully.
He lays there deserted,
left without nurture,
prays to the Almighty,
and begs for the return
of his beloved parents.
Now,
while they were staying
with him as always,
But
as spirits in the human world.
They did possess,
the hearts of a mother and father,
grief stricken, dejected and despaired,
devastated by the fate...-
I don't know,
how much I love it.
Coz no one can see me,
No one can judge me.
I will be all with myself.
I will only love,
Myself...-
that it is a plain book.
We can create,paint,write,damage or erase the chapters.
We can have it in our ways.
We can move on
or return to a chapter.
Every chapter and character will be unique which must be going through so many ups and downs teaching us the importance of the course we are having.-
Coz its the only thing
that tells me,
I'm gonna be alright.
Its the only one
which makes sure
that
everything's going to be fine...-
Hot and dry nimbus,
the bloody moon,
the wind stirring the desert,
while dust blinded me.
The night fell
and darkness prevailed.-
Behind the colourful rainbow,
a gray cloud
stayed about
forever...-