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The 20 lakh package

In the corner of a room
Clustered only with a
rusty stove
And an old bed,
A tattered book he read to his sister
Trying to put her to bed.

The day had been long
He had to cook with Baba
And clean and dust,
The woman of the house
Had lads she could trust

At night
Baba watched over the neighborhood
And him, over their humble abode
For his earnest parents
This was his gentle ode

Finally came home Mommy
Who was playing nanny
To another little angel
Whose parents took turns too
Earning their hefty packages

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Kabhi tum mujhse pyar karte Kabhi yun hi ruth jaate Jab marzi ki gale lagaya Jab mann kiya raub jamaya Na tumhe, na auron ko, Na kisi ko dekar apne jane ki khabar Chali jaungi ek din Chhod tumhe yunhi bekhabar! Tumhari Mashuka Zindagi.