A brother of mine
So simple but who shines
Years of eight
But except laughing nothing is in his fate
Neither can he speak two words of love and hate
Nor can he walk or sit by his waist
Seems he knows only love and cheer
And something about the word so called 'fear'
He laughs every time
Except when he needs food
Or when any disease grows up in that dude
He neither knows mom nor his dad
He only knew those who have him food
And who shared their love and affection they had
He is my 'BHOLA'
Who preaches me to laugh in every situation
A symbol of strength, the face of fascination....
