This post is going to be hindi...so for all those who understand hindi, give ur five minutes to it...
"Mom (wax) khud ko mita kar Shama (flare/flame) ko jeevan deti hai, par kya Shama kuch bhi karke mom ko waapas khada kar sakti hai? "
This poor wax is happy with its sacrifice and in return what does it get, nothing...
All poems and ballads on shama and its beauty, and with no care, we step on this mellowed wax...
Did it ever ask anything in return?
and the saddest part is that even if it asks, it will not get anything, all it has in its part is pain, sacrifice and felicity out of it...
something we can learn out of its nature.....
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We should not learn to be either "mom" or "shama" : they are following their basic charecteristics , only thing we can learn is to be what we really are... (jus like "mom" n "shama")
well wax hs no othr usable property than bein combustible so.........
very well said mr 'misanthrope'
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