Har pAl me Khusi deti he MAA,Lakh bure ho hum Apni zindAgi se jivAn deti he MAA,BhAgwAn kyA he,MAA ko prAnAAm kAro."BHAGWAN KO JANAM DETI HE MAA"HAPPY MOTHERS DAY
A mother serves her sugar with A bit of peppermint To clarify the passages That carry what she meant When she first set to bear a soul Quite separate from her own, Whom she would cherish, yet must teach To live and die alone.
Make for me a place within your heart On which I can depend. For only you Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears, Home through all the wanderings of my years, Eden that no other can renew, Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Har pAl me Khusi deti he MAA,Lakh bure ho hum Apni zindAgi se jivAn deti he MAA,BhAgwAn kyA he,MAA ko prAnAAm kAro."BHAGWAN KO JANAM DETI HE MAA"HAPPY MOTHERS DAY
