That tranquil hill and the rippling river
Serene at both sides of the road
We hand in hand walking faster
To that temple to worship its Lord
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Papa, you became still to give me tears.
You were dead and transcendent.
Memories are haunting me. Please come back, papa..................touching and appealing.
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Papa, you became still to give me tears. You were dead and transcendent. Memories are haunting me. Please come back, papa..................touching and appealing.
I always welcome your comments Akhtar....thank you very much