Love Bond
Love Bond


If there exists any reality
It is called humanity
It longs for harmony and peace
Along with life at an ease
Life is barren
If it is sans love
It has been widely recognized
And believed too
Love doesn't mean physical attraction
Or only instant intuition
But in-depth feelings
As true lover being
Love is no temporary arrangement
But a permanent bond
Where a person remains fond
And love is found
Love knows no boundary
No caste, creed, color or nationality
It has a true affinity
With the reflection of a divinity
Love has an internal attachment
Where a person presents
With true sentiments
Affectionately worded pure and lovable comments
Dr, Jadia Hasmukh
Not all the carved stones find the place
Some kind of life is filled with religious hymns
And that is how it becomes part of the religion
Does the sculptor do it of his own?
No doubt his art is shown
But he has been paid for the creation
It has been installed now in the temple after the congregation
Nobody goes in the temple as untouchable
This place is always reachable
Let people observe sanctity and sacredness
No one can then stop an access
It is man-made the embargo
That goes against the human spirit
We vitiate it by inflaming the sentiments
Rather than present it in its true spiri
t
Dr. Jadia Hasmukh
Courtesy: Sidiqullah khan
Not all the carved stones find the place
Some kind of life is filled with religious hymns
And that is how it becomes part of the religion
Does the sculptor do it of his own?
No doubt his art is shown
But he has been paid for the creation
It has been installed now in the temple after the congregation
Nobody goes in the temple as untouchable
This place is always reachable
Let people observe sanctity and sacredness
No one can then stop an access
It is man-made the embargo
That goes against the human spirit
We vitiate it by inflaming the sentiments
Rather than present it in its true spirit
Dr. Jadia Hasmukh
Courtesy: Sidiqullah khan
Not all the carved stones find the place
Some kind of life is filled with religious hymns
And that is how it becomes part of the religion
Does the sculptor do it of his own?
No doubt his art is shown
But he has been paid for the creation
It has been installed now in the temple after the congregation
Nobody goes in the temple as untouchable
This place is always reachable
Let people observe sanctity and sacredness
No one can then stop an access
It is man-made the embargo
That goes against the human spirit
We vitiate it by inflaming the sentiments
Rather than present it in its true spirit