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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sh.. You may be Killer Of God!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when I was kid and innocent, <br>Often I was hanging on her<br>waist, <br>weeping to take me into her<br>arms, <br>when she was free, She gladly fulfilled my request<br>But when she was busy, <br>She used give toys, <br>When my imaginations fail to<br>please me, <br>I get bored of toys and threw them away, <br>Then she came and told, <br>See god is there in toys too, <br>You hurt Him when you throw! <br>She showed Some photos and<br>pictures, strange to me some were with<br>four hands<br>One with an eye on forehead! <br>Some are having beautiful face, <br>Some with some strange face, <br>I asked her who are these, Why they have strange faces<br>and too many hands and eyes? <br>Tell me the how I look? <br>Is My face is like you? <br>She told me several stories, <br>I then started playing with dolls as if they are Gods! <br>Strangely the toys started<br>winking and talking with me, <br>When in play I talked and<br>laughed with them! Mother was telling the stories of<br>rivers, mountains and men with<br>fountains of extraordinary<br>spirits, Mother was telling more and<br>more stories<br>Mother Wanted me to sleep, <br>so that she can go to work! <br>But I was not bored of these<br>stories, Ever I was eager to listen, even<br>when I was in sleep! So many time when I fell asleep, <br>She fed my food and milk, <br>Simply I eat and drank without<br>knowing! <br>Next morning I used to complain, <br>No one cares when I am hungry, Where I sleep and why they<br>forget me, <br>Later I came Mother never forgot, <br>Only I forgot and slept! When my mother died<br>Too young I was and never cried, Then in dreams, one day I saw<br>the death of my father, <br>and when that dream become<br>true, <br>I never wept as I wept in dream<br>itself! Then my brothers and sister and<br>friends<br>And I boldly accepted, <br>As soldier in war field, <br>Then my son, I laughed and said<br>strange these dolls who played with me, <br>Fell and shattered into pieces! <br>Then went that Lord, <br>elephant headed giant, <br>Then to the one with three eyes<br>Then to the one with lion head, All came and played and Became<br>one with me, <br>Still question came to mind is it<br>true, <br>Then Buddha, then Jesus then<br>then finally Ever smiling Krishna, All were dwelling in me with<br>mother Goddess, <br>Then came that day when I called<br>no one came, <br>Mad I was, went wandering..<br>Came and sat on a grave, I was weeping, weeping And<br>weeping, <br>Oh God! <br>Where are you? <br>There came a dog, <br>There was a cow and donkey<br>Suddenly came a man who<br>looked mad, <br>In dirty clothes clad<br>He sat beside me and looked into<br>my eyes, I too looked into his<br>Calm lakelike eyes, The stone, the tomb, the air and<br>everything, <br>All around started saying I am<br>here, <br>I am here, <br>The dog, the cow, the ant at my feet and that man and trees<br>around me started singing, <br>I am here, I am here, <br>When I saw where that man<br>gone, <br>He become every thing, from, dirty shit of donkey to<br>infinite world, <br>Then became small and entered<br>my heart, <br>See I was always with you and<br>always everywhere, None can express me completely<br>than that pure soul, <br>Clean with love and kindness, <br>Some day if you lose these<br>virtues, <br>You kill me and crucifix Me and<br>I can't resurrect in dirty heart, <br>And you will be Killer of God!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ramdas+Bhandarkar">Ramdas Bhandarkar</a><div class=q>
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