'There is no one like you and there is no one talk like you! '
This is the assessment of very little child to her grand father;
Love is the base with which she decides all in the world...;
But fate kills all those who are really loving her for long ever!
The child loses its zeal due to this unbearable tragedy in life;
When it is not possible to bear this tragedy, how can a child;
She asks where the dying people go after the world life....;
It is difficult to explain and we say they are called by God!
To make this kind of tragedy less difficult to bear, all have to go
And say it's is happening to everyone who are born in this world;
Also, to divert her attention of joyful thing, we ask her move with pals;
That way, loneliness and grief can be forgotten for the good...!
We can manage with elderly people but very difficult with children;
What we say should be reasonable and then only they will be convinced!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We can manage with elderly people but very difficult with children; What we say should be reasonable and then only they will be convinced!