That 63 small children

That 63 small children

I felt the true spirit of a teacher

When I look through the small and cute faces

Why do I keep away from them?

It's a real time experiences that I got it

I felt the true spirit of a real teacher

When their faces bloom like flowers

I saw 126 eyes filling various emotions

The emotions from young flowers

I felt the true spirit of a good teacher

When emotions became the guest of their faces

When they clap ,laugh and feeling sad

I' am going through the hearts of that breezes

I know, I understand, I realize it is my duty

How happy you are?How thrilled you are?

Why am I staying away from you dear?

I think I gave you the very happy 45 minutes

I know you are my young children, you are my soul

I realize the true spirit of a good teacher

I' am sad , why am I too late?

Oh! It is not too late. I' am here with you.

MY SOUL IN THE HEAVAN

Oh! where is my soul?

In this highest peak

In this whitest peak

Oh! where is my soul?

I could hear that song

That sweet song of Himalayas

I could feel the sweet air

The coolest air of Himavan

Oh! I' am in your peak

That highest peak of Everest

When your cotton soft hands touch me

That I found where my soul is?

Murmuring become sharper and louder

I' am in heaven I' am in heaven

Rain deer are dancing underneath

Lakes become a frozen fog

when I binoculars the distant part

The earth became more wonderful

I saw all are small, too too small

But I know all are big

Here is the heaven, here is the heaven

Told the gentle breeze moving by

But I couldn't touch the stars

I couldn't touch the moon

When I walk through these hills

My mind become spiritual

I could hear Veda mantras

And I could see the Kailas

MALALA YOUSUF SAI- MY DAUGHTER

Oh ! my dear daughter Malala

We are all with you dear

Forgive us for all our cruelty, in this abask

We couldn't help you dear.

When I saw your beautiful cute face

I think of that men, they abash us

How can they do that brutality

Are they men ? Sure. Not my dear , cruel beasts.

Oh ! my dear daughter Malala

you are our proud for the whole women

Not just for the women,the whole mankind

We are sorry to abase you

Oh ! We couldn't think you are only fifteen years

Your mind is so matured and full of love with mankind

We pray for you, as you purify our contaminated blood

All our support is with you dear

You are educating your fellow girlchildren

you are trying for secularism

Are these good god's deeds provoke them

Are they men ? Sure. Not my dear , cruel beasts.

When I read your hospital report from London

My heart broken, tears dripping from my hearts

Are you suffer too much my dear? I know I know

This too small girl suffering for the whole women

The nurses removes those bullets from your right eye

Your cheek bone also carries another

All your wounds are dragons to pierce into the heart of mankind

Are they men ? Sure. Not my dear , cruel beasts.

I'll pray to the almighty to sooth your wounds

I hope your holly skull remain very good and pure

All your wounds will be cured and let you get the damask

Allah will give you enough courage my dear

Thanks to the London men

Who receive with care Malala and her family

You are the symbol of the whole mankind

You prove you are men

I know ,this little will be the winner

She will bag the Nobel prize for peace

I pray to allah for all your health

Thank you my dear daughter Malala