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Hasmukh Amathalal

Abstract

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Hasmukh Amathalal

Abstract

Where are the old days?

Where are the old days?

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life was beautiful and enterprising

with full of zeal and surprising

parents were simple and down to an earth

we rarely watched the people go with death 

 

very calm nature and shining day

that was our way of living

and believing in simplicity 

the people love each other with no feeling of inferiority 

 

the school was a model example 

it was based on the old principles

love with a caring attitude and approach

we had reached some highest level 

 

festivals and celebrations

it belonged to us with lots of excitations

no enmity and no bitter feelings

we all acted as well behaved human beings

 

as time moved on

it has shown 

its true colour

with snatching of our dignity and honour

 

we have not only become materialistic

but bloodthirsty and unrealistic

noble services have gone on minting money

there is a show of no mercy and pity 

 

doctors act with selfishness

politicians act with self-interest

country and society witness it with helplessness

where has gone the smile on the face?



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