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Bitti, come I bought pateez for you ..

Bitti used to jump with excitement as pateez was her favourite

waiting for papa and searching his bag once he returns home from office

bringing plates, serving pateez, refusing mother for night dinner was a ritual once in a week

That was the time when school bags were filled with colors, pencil and dreams..

But as time passed, Bitti grew up and became an adult

Independence was hers and so was the pateez

But those colors are now replaced with heavy books

Now going to chauraha and buying pateez was her liberty

but now the pateez seemed to loose it's taste..

Bitti wandered...

Was it pateez's ingredients that made it tasty or that hunt in father's bag

May be that smile on father's face after seeing bitti's excitement was transferring the energy unknowingly ...

From Ramayana period to modern day chaos: the saga of vehicles...

When lord Ram's marriage was fixed with mata sita

and distance was miles away between ayodhya and Mithila

Thousands of messengers were made to stand on the way to transfer each wedding moment to kaushlya, Sumitra and kakay

Time flied, modern society came into being

vehicles evolved, bailgadhis came into scene

buffaloes started praying humans loose your weighing

Time heard the complain, cycle rickshaws came into lane

now the human is the buffalo complaining the same

nobody noticed the silent advent of tempos replacing cycle rickshaw's paddling

sight of tempo drivers carrying luggage of passengers sparkled every wandering

tempos shined like that for years and years

we grown from shaktimaan to doreamon in all these spehers

now cycle rickshaw are laughing, tempos are cying

their close relative took tempos shine

now e rickshaws are taking the charge

tempos are struggling to maintain the charm

tempos are disappearing just like sublime

time is saying don't worry even doramon had it's time....