TANDOOR

Once a child trembled in cold and shouted

I can't bear the winter my mother,

Oh, don't fear my child,said mother

Please, come to Tandoor, You know we are poor and have no room heater.

The boy saw the fire fill hole

And bricks set like a triangle,

Emotionally sat in front of mother and said,

 you selfish getting flame heat in single.

Mother replied no.. no.. no,my child

I sat after finishing my cooking here,

I waited for your early coming

And to look your lovely cheer.

Son curiously asked some questions

Mother eagerly answered,

An educative environment made too earlier

What a beautiful surrounding explored !!!

Why do you spend much time

Sitting near Tandoor, my mother ???

O' this is my office, this is my temple

Where I officer and priest enjoying life for ever.

The Tandoor is my pure university

And I'm the unique holy Chancellor,

I can't forget its unexpected culture

Who teaches me how to stand as all's real lover.