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November 7, 2016 at 11:17 pm

Last night I was sitting on my office chair and sudden idea appeared on my mind screen looking at daughter who was going with mother ten years old, too much cute and beautiful. I thought on growing up she will leave her mother’s home leaving all childhood plays, games, toys and dolls after marriage.

Pondering over the situation I improvised this song with sad heart because marriage is the name of separation between children and parents.

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Song

JH Sayyar

O my mom, I have left all my dolls at your home

My brothers, sisters, aunts, ankles and friends

Leaving all behind with sweet sobs and sighs

I am going all alone with bitter and sweet trends

 

My childhood, my sports will never come back

Till my death, now my frolic youth will die soon

Falling in the marriage bond far away my town

Now in dream about my childhood I croon

 

O my mom do pray for me for my life ease

I am a naughty child just in your pretty eyes

 Cannot forget your songs to me in cradle

All night you awoke listening to my cries

O cute, cute mom, where are childhood toys?

Gazing at the sky heart weeps eyes full of tears

O mom I have lost all joys but all in my brain

 

I recall them in winter when heart full of fears