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Messenger (Poem 1) When an angel descends,   just to guide you just to remove,  all that grieve's you. When an angel descends,  just to see you just to,  heal you don't hide, don't run, don't close your eyes, it sees everything, and  anything, that's why   The angel descends,  just to guide you just to remove,  all that grieve's you.   The angel descends, just to see you just to, heal you. Just to take away, that little devil from you.     A.V

A seed, of friendship A seed planted, will it grow a beautiful tree or a thorny bush, don't know but, I hope for a gracious tree. O lord. Please  let our seed sprout O Keshav. Please guard our sapling against any bad omen. O Madhav. Please let it grow, even if growth  is as slow as bonsai, as, bonsais are also lovely.  A.V

 Conversations  Main college ke second year mein hoon. Aur aaj meri school ki ek dost— jiss ne ek saal ka drop leya tha aaj finally iss college mein admission le rahi hai. Toh obviously, un mahotarma se milna toh banta hai. Jaise hi wo mujhe college gate se enter karti dikhayi di, main chupke se uske peeche chala gaya. Kandhe pe halki si thapki maari aur bola— "Mahotarma, naam batayein apna." Ye kehte hi mere chehre pe ek shararti si muskan umad aai. Thodi der ruk ke, usne bola— "Aafreen Sha," ek aise andaaz mein, jaise wo sab samj gaai ho "Achha... kis hostel se ho aap, Aafreen Sha?" Mainne apni shararat ko thoda aur aage badhaya. "Ji, Hostel No. G-5," usne bola, full attitude mein, "Aur kuch poochhna chahenge aap?" "Ha," main bola. "Merī dost banogi?" " Khass wali... " Usne bas ek smile di. Waise wali—jo aankhon se daantti hai, par dil se maaf kar deti hai. Jaise keh rahi ho, ...

Take a small step Every time a pandemic comes, we will unite our nations. Every time a calamity occurs, we will give others a hand. Every time a death occurs, we will prevent another. Every prayer will save a life, every effort will be cast upon. Every step will make an effect, every death will be counted. Everything will be seen,| every life will be saved. A.V

स्कूल की सब्जी मै मौसमो का तड़का वो पसीने से  लतपत दिन, वो ठंडी शरबतो मे डूबा मन। वो पाँच नम्बर मे  पँखा चलाना, वो बहती हवा का इंतजार करना। वो लम्बे दिन, छोटी राते और आलस से भरि शामे।। वो बरसते बादल, वो कपकपाते शरीर, अंधेरी राते, वो गड़गड़ाते बादल। कभी उन छोटे तालाबो से बचना, तो कभी छपाक से उनमे कूदना। वो दोस्तो की रंग बिरंगी  छतरीयो को देखना, और उस बंजारे को शरण देना जो अपना छाता लाना हर बार भूल जाता है।।  वो कपड़ो का हाफ से फुल हो जाना, वो छोटे दिनो मे आलस की धुंध| अपने ठंडे  हाथो को दोस्तो के गालो मै लगाना, और गलती से पंखा चलाने वाले को डाटना। स्कूल ना जाने  के  कई बहाने बनाना, और फिर कोहरे मे स्कूल जाना।। A.V

I'll wait  If we are not meant to meet, If we are not meant to cross paths— Not in this life, nor in any life to come— Then we shall meet at the end of all things, where the divine ocean awaits— golden, endless. For we are only drops of that same sea. And I... I will wait. I will wait for you there. A.V