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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451248" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Man with a vision! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Child, its late, are you awake? <br>Ill pull up quilt and just fake.<br>He would walk away saying no hurry.<br>It’s bright and sunny but not to worry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, it’s his weekly off day.<br>I thought as I quietly lay.<br>He loved the family up and around.<br>House filled with laughter’s sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a man with vision, <br>And quietly on a mission.<br>Today I fondly reminisce<br>It’s been long since</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Heard him recount his life<br>And how he met his wife.<br>A woman of substance, <br>Who learnt classical dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Encouraged by dad<br>After four brats, she had.<br>You must follow your dream<br>He would say with pride and gleam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While playing chess, a board game, <br>He would talk of success and fame.<br>And then laugh and say checkmate, <br>see, pay attention, not curse your fate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quote Rumi and Kabir<br>The so called wandering fakir.<br>I would yawn and playfully fight, <br>But now read the same for insight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother in exasperation would tell<br>You are turning her into a rebel.<br>When I slowly and surely came of age, <br>Mother said let’s her marriage arrange.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Dear wait, to live a life of dignity<br>You must take the plunge with certainity.<br>Marriage is just one of the milestones<br>Girls with minds of their own feel forlorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You must give it almost all<br>But make time for self, however small.<br>Learn to be proactive<br>Perfection however is relative…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh dad, if only I had paid heed.<br>You sure knew me well indeed.<br>I am your girl I thought lying in bed<br>So no regrets, slow and sure tread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You had such an open mind, <br>They no more make your kind.<br>No girl of your ever felt acursed.<br>you loved and adored all of us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times I wonder, did God<br>After making you broke the mould.<br>You treated us in all ways at par.<br>Now girls's are killed or live with scars...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q>
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Ill pull up quilt and just fake.
He would walk away saying no hurry.
It’s bright and sunny but not to worry.

Oh, it’s his weekly off day.
I thought as I quietly lay.
He loved the family up and around.
House fi..."></div>
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