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| ruck |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:29 PM
My Father…
Why are you always so simple and selfless, my Father?
Are you not just a human like me and brother?
Why were we your priorities?
When you had numerous chores to see….
You are the writer for all our success
Thus you invested all your precious life and dime in us
From our joys and felicity, you always drew pride
In times of struggle, you stood by our side
When failures knocked the door, you taught us how to cope
Then lit those candles of assurance and hope
Now we realize why you taught us to fish
Instead of quietly fulfilling our wish….
Those were the ways you guaranteed our freedom
Independent as we stand today in God's kingdom….
Your feat reflects the sanctity of your soul
You’ve always inspired us in achieving our goal
Get Well Soon Baba!!
Ruck....
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| slipknot |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:45 PM
Finally, ruck ji, I see your poetic side again. :) I am glad, you are posting yet another charming facet of your versatile personality.
Hope he gets well soon! My prayers are with you.
slipknot
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Cranberries.. Gotta love them...
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Ode to my family
...
My mother, my mother she hold me
She hold me when I was out there
My father, my father he liked me
Oh he liked me does anyone care
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| Biruwa |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:47 PM
Hi Ruck,
A touching ovation to your baba indeed. I pray to Lord Pashupatinath for your dad's well-being.
:)
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| czar |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:51 PM
Your father is indeed fortunate to have a son like you, just as you are blessed to have such a father.
May he be well, and soon. Your family is in my thoughts and prayers.
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| Deep |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:52 PM
good wishes.
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| jira |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 02:57 PM
Mero pani.
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| Poonte |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:02 PM
hmmmm...finally someone comes with a poem that praises us men...mom, sister...sunda sunda waks diks pyaks bhako ki..not that they were not beautiful in their own regard, but it certainly is nice to see a piece that glorifies the role of men in this world :)
czar...a "son" or a "daughter"? I wonder...
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:04 PM
Ruck my sweet friend;
Thank you for posting the poetry. Very moving, indeed! May every individual's positive energies combined help him to a speedy recovery!
:)
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| bideshi |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:07 PM
Rock ,
A very touchy peom!It reminds me my dad who did, does and will do all the best for us,teach us to be a good human being and love us .
Cheers to Dad!
Pray for the speedy recovery of ur dad!
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| dhumbasse (dumbass) |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:11 PM
Czar le miss gareko cha ali din samma sajha , tysaile sacchyaera padhnus Czarko posting, on behalf of czar re kya ajha lastma..
May the almighty give him all the powers to overcome whatever ails him, may he get well soon, mero pani prarthana cha.
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| najar |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:14 PM
Ruck, mero pani good wishes for your dad's speedy recovery.
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| czar |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:14 PM
Ruck,
My apologies. You are the best daughter your father could have hoped for.
Poonte, Dumbass, thanks.
Happy Diwali to all !
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| oys_chill |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 03:26 PM
ditto as poonte!
oys
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| Logical Sense |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 04:04 PM
To a 'Baba' who loved you unconditioanlly! A logical unconditional 'get well soon'!!!
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| Dilasha |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 05:17 PM
nice poem ruck. may your father get well soon...my prayers
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| SimpleGal |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 07:55 PM
Ruck ji,
My warmest wishes for your father's recovery. I'm so glad you wrote this poem. Reminds us all of what daddies do for their children!! If you don't mind, I am posting a beautiful song that I heard once. At times like this, it's the memories of what they do for us that gives us strength. I hope this song, as it does for me, help you through this trying time and see you through to your father's wellness.
(This is dedicated to all parents):
Yeh to sach hai ke bhagwan hai
Hai magar phir bhi anjaan hai
Dharti pe rup maa baap ka
Uss vidhata ki pehchhan hai.
Janma data hai jo
Naam jinse mila
Thamkar jinkii ungli hai bachpan chala
Kandhe pe baethkar jinke dekha jahan
Gyan jinse mila kya bura kya bhala
Itne upkar hain kya kahein
Yeh batana na aasan hai
Dharti pe rup maa baap ka
Uss vidhata ki pehchaan hai.
Janma deti hai jo
Maa jisey jag kahe
Apni santaan me
Pran jiske rahen
Loriya hothon par
Sapney bunti nazar
Nind jo var dey
Hass ke har dukh sahey
Mamta ke rup me hai prabhu
Aap se paya vardaan hai
Dharti pe rup maa baap ka
Uss vidhata ki pehchaan hai.
Aap ke khwab hum
Aaj hokar jawan
Uss param shakti se karte hain prarthana
Inki chhaya rahe
Rahe duniya talak
Ek pal na rahe
Hum to jiske bina
Aap dono salaamat rahein
Sabke dil me yeh armaan hain
Dharti pe rup maa baap ka
Uss vidhata ki pehchaan hai.
In peace and prayers to your father, Ruckji!
SimpleGal
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| krishna |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 08:54 PM
Ruck jyu,
Tears came out from my eyes as I read your poem. Very nice. I applaud the respect you have on your father and I hope every parents has a child like you. I also pray for your father's quick recovery.
Best Wishes,
Krishna...
very nice simple gal..you are really simple as your name suggests..need I say anything further????????????
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| bhedo |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 09:08 PM
So, when's Father's day?
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| ruck |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 09:08 PM
Thank you friends for all the good wishes and Simple gal's lovely poem.
Ruck
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| Arnico |
Posted
on 01-Nov-02 11:10 PM
Best wishes Ruck!
Hope your father gets well soon!
Arnico.
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| DHUMBASSE (DUMBASS) |
Posted
on 02-Nov-02 07:29 AM
Simple Gal , that is a nice piece. were not you brought up here in the US? just curious and. the curiosity arose coz of your proper use of proper words at proper places..hehe.
Anyatha na sochunu hola re kay ajha lastma :)
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 02-Nov-02 09:03 AM
Simple gal;
My Hindi is lamentably poor but this poem has truly hit my heart!
Thank you!
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| SimpleGal |
Posted
on 02-Nov-02 09:40 AM
I am so happy that everyone liked the song. It's a heartwarming song from the movie Hum Saath Saath Hain.
And therefore NOT my own creation!
Dhumbassji, I was born in Nepal, brought up in different countries. :) I have diverse interests, and among them is an immense love of Hindi songs, esp. old ones. While we're talking about Dads, just wanted to say that my dear daddy calls me a "prisoner of the past!" :)
Agree with Poonteji that the role of the father has been quite diminished in popular culture. Thanks Ruckji for reminding us all of dear father! Your father must be so proud of you, in more ways than you may realize and for reasons that he may not always be able to tell you!
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| protean |
Posted
on 03-Nov-02 08:17 PM
Ruck, this is a great creation. It's good to learn that you're the fount of creativity and positivity. Hope this festival of lights, love, and warmth, improves your fathers' health conditions.
Times are such that there is an urgent need for such displays of positive energy and rekindling of love. Wow, this is making me nostalgic and espceicailly during these festive times when the family bonding gets more of an opportunity. The simplicity with which you exhibit your love, and appreciation of your father in this poem, is exemplary and powerful. As the posters to this thread have noted, this is simply really touching!
I think we should take this time to also remember all those that have lost their dear fathers in the current crisis in our country. They must also have longed for their fathers to show them the way to the future. These children must be at grief and terrible loss now. I will take this opportunity during Tihar to wish these children the best for their future , and see to it how we might be able to help them to a certain degree (just as Ruck started the thread of the least we can do for Nepal).
Before this I would like to wish you the best in this Tihar and may this season bring you the best in you!!
Now, to add my own version of poetry into Ruck's and Simplegalji's edition:
How much you love us
even when we are far away
even when we want to run away
into a far far place
to find solace
Why do you need to be so caring
When you already know that your children are so daring
Is it because you can't get to see us hurt
of is it because you want us to do the best ?
Why do I aspire to be like thee
When I know I can't be
You give us hope when we see none
You show us path that we've never dared to turn
when we thought we should quit and run
You're the light that burns during the dark
and the one who made us fight for the right cause
You're the one who taught us to live life with passion
and follow our instincts to do the right things even if not in fashion
You've always been there for us and will be
but I sometimes wonder how I'll prove to you my undying love
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| protean |
Posted
on 03-Nov-02 08:21 PM
I meant best of Tihar to all the posters of this thread and all the Sajhabashis!
Protean
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| ruck |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 07:39 AM
Dear Protean,
I wish you a very happy Bhai Tika!!
Great poem indeed. Your parents are sure lucky to have a son like you ( no kidding here) you remembering all the children who've lost their fathers in the crises is sobering.
Let us all pray for peace and prosperity in our homes and the country. I hope this festival of lights shines upon the consciences of the "Maobadis" and makes them follow the path of "non violence".
Wish you all a very happy tihar !!
Ruck
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| Junkie |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 11:22 AM
Ruck:
Glad that you have a good father. Wishing the best for your ailing father. Will be glader to hear when he gets better.
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| Soleil |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:00 PM
Ruck, nice poem indeed. Wishing well and all the best for thy father. I wish I could say the same about mine, but I wasn't that fortunate of a son. Dunno how relevant the following lines would be to your poem, but felt like adding on :
"Daddy's gone, cross the ocean
leaving just his memories
a snapshot in the family album,
Daddy, what else did you leave behind for me?
All in all it's just another brick in the wall."
peace!!!!
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:10 PM
Soliel, my sweet friend;
If life was ever any different,
then you would not be who you are;
If flows were ever reversed,
would life then be more accursed?????
Happy Tihar hajur!!! Who would you want; Laxmi or Saraswati...Fortune or Wisdom?
Same Q you posed :)
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| Tranquiller |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:20 PM
Ruck
Very nice poem.
Sitara,
You sound more like spiritualist!
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| ruck |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:22 PM
Sitaraji, thanks for being such a dear friend.. where art thou??? long time no see???
a very happy tihar to you ....
Ruck
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:28 PM
Ruck,
I was thinking of you too... ! Wish you a happy Tihar too!
Been busy with my studies and lost my voice :( ! My germy little students gave me many a germy hug rendering me immobile! :)
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| ruck |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:33 PM
Get Well Soon Star...
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 12:44 PM
Tranquiller ji
To answer your question:
Yes, I am into spiritualism, balanced by rationalism and occasional pragmatism! ;)
Ruck,
Thanks! :)
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| lamachaur |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 03:01 PM
Utterly venerating ode to a father, what respect for a father! A touchy one.
Dear Ruck ji,
We hear echos of our own feelings of gratitude towards our father, for who they are and what they are.
hail to the fathers !
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Slipnot ji,
"ode to my family" by Cranberries happens to be one of my favourites. A solemn and genuinely melancholy song.
regards,
lamachaur.
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| protean |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 03:38 PM
Thanks Ruck for the kind remarks. I already feel the Tihar spirit looming.
Once gain, I simply am impressed by your reverence towards your father
and the manner with which you are able to [articulately]display it. Hope
things get better with him real soon.
Soleil, very touching indeed! Daddy has left you behind with a memory--that is you.
We have you here. May this season bring you the best in you.
Protean
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| dirk |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 04:33 PM
Ruck, this is just a beautiful song about relationship between a son and his father, and how we should try to make amends before it's too late. I wish your baba speedy recovery. You've heartfelt tribute to your dad was quite remarkable.
Happy Laxmi Puja and Bhai Tika to you!!!
"The Living Years"by Mike & The Mechanics , which is about losing one's father before having the chance to say what's in one's heart, was written right around the time both Mike Rutherford and B.A. Robertson lost their fathers.
As a matter of fact, B.A. received the news of his father's passing away while he was at Mike Rutherford's house writing the track.
The songs' inspiration was then beautifully delivered by a heartfelt, emotional lead vocal from Paul Carrack. Carrack, you may recall is the great voice behind such hits as "How Long" by Ace, "Tempted" by Squeeze, and "Silent Running", which appeared on the first Mike & The Mechanics album.
The Living Years...Mike and the Mechanics
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defence
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So Don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be O.K.
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye
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| kalankisthan |
Posted
on 04-Nov-02 06:15 PM
oh daddy cool cool cool
daddy ko chora fool fool fool
daddy cool it.. oh daddy cool it
oh daddy hazur lai gaaro bho, euta buhari ghar ma bhitram ki
choro jawani mai budho bho, grihalaxmi khojera leraaaam ki
daddy cool it.. oye daddy cool it
mero boke dari laamo bho, bhudi naghatne bho aba
mero saathi haru ko chora le "uncle" bhanne bho aba
daddy cool it... oye daddy cool it
ghar laxmi ta aaosh na, hazur ko tender sender paas, gurantee
aushi laagya purpuro ko, turantai renew huncha warrenty
believe me daddy, kassam bhanya daddy
hazur ko tankeshwor ko saathi le chori dinchu bhanya thyo
chori ta usko chwaank thi, tara hazur ko kuro selaayo
daddy turantai gaayera, uha ko chori hook up gardinus
dad ko saathi ko chori ko dil ma mero naam kordinus
daddy... hook me
hook me up ni...
khaattam bho ni!!
daddy cool it!!
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| kalankisthan |
Posted
on 07-Nov-02 09:21 AM
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