its christmas for you and for me
but how about those people who do not have anything?
neither food nor shelter, yet they smile and
bow their head infront of the Other.
o! rational being, you analyse the faith,
do all kind of mental surgeries to see what faith is.
atlast you killed the bird insearch of the golden egg.
see my friend, she simply believe and it happens,
this indeed is faith.
writing all these stuff, as the poet says
'i pronounce a statement upon myself'
i cannot but write,
my heart overflows for them.
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