MY SON Silver Lines...

(Holding 25 silver moons by Bubu, My Son)

Kalikinkar

MY SON

Silver Lines...

(Holding 25 silver moons by Bubu, My Son)

Kalikinkar

M/s K S Publishers

Ratilo, Nimapara,

Puri-752114

My Son

Silver Lines... Written by: Kalikinkar Published by: M/s K S Publishers Ratilo, Nimapara, Puri-752114 Printed by: Ananta Balia Press, Nimapara Design: Kamal Sourav Dash Release: May 8, 2014 Price: Rs. 50/-

To my loving son Bubu on his 25th birthday ...

bapa

One

When I see the world,

The world smiles

In love in care in hundred miles

The sky lends the colour to me

And the faces shine.

I see the sky in him

Who very dear to me

Bloomed in my garden

That very near to me.

My son, when you smile

The flowers take the colour

When you talk, bell rings in temple

You mean my life’s hopes and height

The world with us

Together to meet.

Two

The sky can be seen in open eyes

The darkness, when you close,

In desert, in plain, in mountain reign

There smile the rose.

You stand and stare, the far above

The sky showers the colour,

And all these colour in your hands

Takes the shapes of mirrors.

Then reflects the world at you

With promises to see,

With love, care and clarion call

Hopes and dreams to free.

My son, Hold my hand tight,

Together we stand,

To make the world, the heaven on earth

The days are in our hand.

Three

Stars and moon on the sky

I see my sky here

Very bright and own

With you my dear.

When flowers colour on earth

I see my garden more colourful

The fragrance and fineness

We see in full.

When the world is different

In hundreds questions-unanswered

I search all answers

With you to be answered.

Four

It rains when sky clouds and lightening sudden

It is received when required but more that frightens

Life greens and colours when it rains

Cries and cries when just rains and rains.

Life is that my son, we should feel,

Whose touch can give your life a heal

That the relation we maintain in world,

Sometimes in prison,

Sometimes like a bird.

What a father says, the child responds

In a true sense standing at the front

Son says to his father, my dear father,

To prove blood and brain, that very pure.

Father feels that got earth and heaven

Where he is the true God in hidden

Everything fine and faire for him,

And thanks Supreme, how dear you made me.

Five

A child is born, brings smile everywhere

The grandparents think they got every golden

Starts dreaming from past to future

No worry whatever the things happen.

When that child grows elder

Nothing matters to the child there

But the lips of grandparents shiver

Starts their life in only stare.

My son, think a while for them

Who wants so dear to you in the world

They give and never claim

Therefore they are called the grand.

Six

Care the world where you are

Care the will that you share

Care the lives that you love

Care yourself that you prove.

Caring others is great in the world

The real task to fly like a bird

To touch the sky by your hands

Causing your aims smile and stand.

My son, you are my hands and heart

Make it a print in miles chart

Find the dreams true for the garden

This is the earth, this is the heaven.

Seven

Let's feel better for the men

And the women live here.

Let's feel better for the land

And the life lives here.

Let's live for them

Who care for us

Let's live for them

Who always bless us.

Let's live better in dream

That we see every day

Let's shine in morning

That gives the ray.

Eight

Service to humanity is the real service

That gives a man the real treats

Which makes the life very sublime

And pays the real price.

Service above the self in this world

Is the service close to the God

While praying and doing the job

In this beautiful world.

Serve the world my son

By your greater deeds

Making your birth true to world

With the sense and reason.

Nine

God is the faith that we have in this world

He who does good is the child of God

Both the God and Good are one in built

Living life in good is true accord.

Temple, church, mosque and gurudwara

Is the place where faith blossoms

The people they live where they are

Come there for the life in their homes.

My son, you live in this God's world

To do your work as blessing pours

Realising the strength, stand in bold

And making always the hundred score.

We see you in greatest pleasure,

Feeling great to a part for you

Dreaming the world that only your

With Him only we share the view .

Ten

The flower in the garden says

Pluck me and give to that God

Who helps the lives in need.

Give to that leader in the world

Who speaks right and do right.

Give to that love-pair in the way

Who worships the love.

Give to those men and women

Who gives life for others.

And give to that son, daughter.

Who cares the father, mother and elder.

My son, you know,

What the flower says.

Your garden will say all beauty

That on earth, in life and in dreams

The colour in every petals

And in every walk.

Eleven

Day starts with many hopes

To achieve something better

Wanting everything possible

In this world of Dear.

Sun shines and says to rise

Marching ahead on the road

Of challenges and chaos

And praying all along to God

My Son, you rise

All possible in your hand

Keeping promises to yield

And show the success in stand.

Twelve

In every morning I see you

When opening my window to see

The morning sun, the pleasing air,

I find you in a neighbours’ boy

Holding bag and ready to school.

His mother sacks the hands

Gives kiss at his chicks and

Father takes him on his cycle back

Telling bye to his mother

And when child leaves

The mother stands a while

In waiting to see the sky

Sweet at her home.

I see every morning

Standing alone at the window

Thinking how cruel the time

That made my kingdom lost

The sweetest touch on child’s chick

And the heaven in home.

Well, Time never return

But there returns the memory

Blaming the time gone has no gain

And holding hands of present

Can be bright and brilliant

My son, you are the treasure

Where I always she shinning

That makes be aware that I am

As it says you and me

The same and only entity.

Thirteen

Here in this world we live with a purpose

To do something better for the people

Who live here for long with dreams, days

And dying by leaving a genuine cause.

Ram Das, told Shivajee to be bold enough

For the people and pride of the nation

Where we share the days and dreams

With the attitude and attribute enough.

The teacher as true mentor mentored

The mother from womb nourished brave

And showed the God and all goodness

With fathers; dreams he chanted.

My Son, You are for a cause in this world

For your people all around and who

Live for the better days and dreams

Keeping the millions heart in hold.

You will do the things better and brilliant

As you know well how to do here

The things for the goodness and God

And making a world monument.

Fourteen

When you will open the eyes, you see the world

Which bears the colours, calmness and care

That means to a promise you to make

For your world near.

When you will close the eyes, you miss the world

Which within your reach, right and rare

That means to loose what you achieve

For your world here.

My son, See the beauty the world having

Care the beauty that we are missing,

Share the pain that we posess in

For the life dear.

Fifteen

Always feel good for the air, water and earth

Which gives us things to live

And making everything easy for us

To leave a better footprint.

Always feel better for them who love you

In this world to do something,

For them is the real fortune, And you my son,

can do and shall do.

I know you better as you are my blood,

You carry all my emotions and will

You feel what I feel the moment

For making a better world.

Sixteen

He is Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar

The player who plays cricket but,

One day found himself in a temple,

The temple of hard work, commitment

And those followed by success;

Finally making him a God.

He played cricket from his land

The India, the soil of eternal beauty

The presence of all supramental

Which made him the supreme

with runs from his bat and brilliance

That he is.

Hundreds came one by one in play

The test and in one day, he never worries

Calm, composed and committed to end

Led him to all the miracles today, with

The mountaining glory in game and

Telling that he is an Indian.

The double century in oneday cricket

Is a rarest success, that he did

A son, who makes proud to his father,

The mother and motherland; the story

Streams beyond in time, Hello, Sachin

Thank you darling.

My son, you can do more in the field

And you have that cause , care and commitment

To go beyond the horizon, with new look

In all new pages in time, as Sachin did

I know, that you shall do to make me

Proud one day.

Seventeen

My Son

While leaving for home,

Leaving behind the days

We passed together my son,

I was feeling as if

I am losing my dear kingdom.

You are in the new world

Where a child feels as man

By shouldering a sense,

The sense that makes aware

One’s own responsibility

In real reigns.

My Son,

Leaving you there

I boarded the train

With certain feel

That gave to walk

All along my dear

The pains to heal.

Eighteen

Never tell lie to him, never hide the truth

Your father in the world, the true father,

If you believe him, better him, brave him

And make him dear, near, closer & care

Today I realised my son, trying something

Realised the presence of his dear father

In submissing the fallacies in facts

Learning what left in his absence.

You are not to be scared, you always

True to your loving father, carrying his

Words in heart and marching ahead

To be a true son on this earth.

Be true to the earth, your dream

And save yourself from the evil around

Realise, a true son wants to be known

By his father’s name only

My son, I don’t know what these

Words that I write everyday bears

The flowers and fruits that dreamt for

And making you a real son.

But I write, hoping a new dawn

The horizon will blossom

With all colours and In your hands

Only you will reflect your father’s will.

Nineteen

With all my heart

I fail to know

Where I stand

Except to pray God

Do what you can.

I find loosing

Everything I have

The people around me

Never see where I am

What about you

I don’t want to know

If it hurts me

Or, ruins my new castle.

But as father

I will always say

My son, I pray nothing now

For me except the peace

Which showing the ugly face

But for both of you

Even my life for best of you.

Never worry at all

What best you feel do

No need to think

What I think or else

But never injure the mother

As I, as son, giving hundreds.

My Son, like others,

As human being

I dream, but I know

All dreams are not true

And for sons, a father mad

In making monuments

And dreaming in day time.

I assure my son,

Always I am with you

Whatever you do

Will say, you are the king

As fathers are blind in love

And for you I am complete.

My son, a man is not in pain,

Whose life is made of pains

With hundreds wounds in all parts

He needs no heels, but I wish

Always be with her, the mother

Who for son does everything

And still doing, and

That is my only desire.

Twenty

Life,

A journey from the cradle

Struggle for survival

Signifying for significance

Making promises thousands

Magnifying the desires

Matching more meanings

Dashing for own days

living the real.

Life,

The sweetest parody

With many partners to part

Making the line and lane

Eyeing high with aeroplane

Being mingled with own soil

Kissing the green heritage

Rising with commitment

Is the journey.

Life,

The love songs and stories

Muses in ears and flashes in eyes

The twinkling stars in both alms

With the simple prayers of days

To Him, who cares our life

And smiling, sweet to us

All the life.

Twenty-one

Avoid few things

In this world;

Bad words, bad friends

Bad habits, bad ideas

Bad thoughts, bad sleep

And bad to your close roll.

Avoid the company

Of hypocrites in disguise

In an age of emotions

Avoid your dears

When you are in possession

Avoid in life

When gets more

Avoid the men, women

Who talks more.

Avoid anger

That makes you uncontrolled

Avoid to finger at the boss

Make the hands in control.

Avoid hazards of health

Who ruins the life

And you can.

Twenty-two

After doing and

After giving every thing

I feel poorer in this world.

After saying and

After listening everything

I feel looser in this world.

After serving and

After sacrificing everything

I feel nowhere in this world.

After paying and

After performing everything

I feel depressed in this world.

After becoming

Your father only

I feel everything in this world.

Twenty-three

In this world

Living long is easy

By eating, sleeping

Wasting time in selfish

But not real life.

Life in this world

Is earning much wealth

Spending lavish and lots

Running easy to reign

And praying for only gain

But not real life.

Enjoying life in world

In comfort, luxury and ease

The motto in general,

By any means, any way

Let life gains everything

But not the real life.

My son, life means

To live a meaning

And meaning to serve

The people, poor, distressed

Serving the need the down-trodden

Giving smile to them in pain.

Life means to serve

Above the own, owning

Each one as dear one,

Caring all, who are born here

In living world, with care

Compassion, commitment.

Life has the real value

If we live a true life

With faith in all the truths

Feelings for all the faiths

And respect for them

who love and live for you.

Twenty-four

Working hard

Day and night,

With care, commitment

Composed thoughts,

Sincere, significant, and

All best efforts in life

I find myself in trouble

Most of the time, then

I think, whether It is that

Luck, people speak on.

Since childhood

I listened from all,

From pages of books

That Duty is God and

The man, woman who

Work with all efforts

Are the achievers and excel

But, when I see myself

As the real image on mirror

Get disappointed.

I never forget

To teach everyone

To work hard and duty best

And lead a life with all commitment

In the classroom, in assembly

And everywhere, where I stand

As a teacher, as father, as a man

Searching but the real name

from yesterday to today

from past to present

And from me to you.

My son,

I know you know the answer

The answer that you find

In your book,In lecture,in advices

but wiil answer me only on that

you will sit here and I am there.

Twenty-five

A mission in life

To be in moon

With all new dreams.

A mission in life

To be on earth

With only dreams.

A mission in life

To achieve all

With all new dreams.

A mission in life

To achieve nothing

With only dreams.