Chandan Chatterjee
The  Earth, The  Moon, The Sun, 
The Sea, The River, or The Cloud,
        
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        Who feeds the child without eating himself
                        She is Mother.
Who puts the child to sleep without sleeping by himself, 
                         She is Mother.
        
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        Shri Ram means patience
Shri Ram means knowledge, 
Shri Ram means tolerance
Life returns in the name of Shri Ram.
        
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        Life is an equation, 
The two sides of it  needs to be equal.
Life is a poem,
        
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        You are  Woman, I am a Man
For our child, I am the father, you are the mother.
Your heart is as soft as a flower
        
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        Time, the most precious to human
all over the world.
The moment passed
 never return back to us.
        
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        Background
There is a vacancy for the post of police constable, hence interview is going on.  Radhe shyam has gone to appear before interview board. The officer asked Radhe shyam what was the price of fifty gram apple if the rate is  one hundred rupees per kilo, . The beauty of the answer to this simple question is revealed in this poem.
        
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        Theft of labor crops is not the most dangerous, 
Although the police baton hits the body seriously, 
But it can't remember
The greedy vision of the traitor
        
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                    The Gift Of God
                    
                    Chandan Chatterjee
The  Earth, The  Moon, The Sun, 
The Sea, The River, or The Cloud, 
The forest, the Mountain, or the Grazing land, 
Everything is your gift.
This smile, this cry, this feeling of separation, 
This happiness, this peace, or the  burning  day and night, 
This pain, this agony, or the relief from  sadness, 
Everything is your gift.
This love, this affection, this eagerness, 
This pray, this obtains, or  this satisfaction, 
This heart, this mind, or this loneliness, 
Everything is your gift.
 This winter, this summer, or the change of seasons, 
This cloud, this sun rays, or this storms 
This drought, this flood, or this snowfall, 
Everything is your gift.
This war, this peace, or  this violence, 
This oppression, this injustice, or the word of peace, 
All  of these are your gift.
O God, you present  in every corner, in every soul, into the heart of all, 
You present,  in every atom, in every nucleus, omnipresent, 
You present, in every hour, in every minute, in every second.
Hey father, shower your word of  nectar, to enlightenment us 
From the darkness to the light, 
From the ignorance to the knowledge
From the death to immortality. 
 The End
                
Never give up, Always say I am strong and confident to do any work
cowardness is death, brave is life
compromise means give up, Snatch what you need.

 
                    