A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
Jab tak zinda hain msg krty rahenGe, Or jis din na karen to samaj lena k. . . . . . . . Aglay din karenGe, . Maar dO Maar dO zalimO Haly tay wia v ni h0ya.;-(
