MAMMI

Maa, I never called her. She was my Aai, and to make it precise, she is no more. Now, I am crying when I remembered her. Should my drops & drops of cry may go in Sagar and should carry its flow in to nala, nadi, towards it mixed with sagar.
Nadiya se Dariya. Dariya se sagar. Sagar se gahare hai jam. Wrong, WRONG IT IS. The density of hundreds & thousands of glasses of by gone days & years, can’t make SAGAR, Gahara, I am sure.
DRPOS from our eyes for Aai may flow. Its float has a divesting flow of a children’s cry and may likely to go in SAGAR. May be its a drop of soldier, poet, writer, worker, or officer. May he be an authority of those days when war was only the supremacy. King was a supreme at that time. His fights for his kingdom was for his dharati-maa.
Ma, mammi or aai, should turn its words, or should it be changed lyrics … nadiya se dariya … dariya se sagar … sagar se gahara hai pyar … MAA KA, MAMMI KA, AAI KA.
Uske pyar me duba hai … sansar sabhika