For Little Jyoti.

Little Jyoti, I hear you are sad, I hear

you are very sad. Sometimes life is such,

and our sadness is like this stain in the

shirt we can't get off- and we feel like

shouting at the top of our voices and we

wonder why life is so sad and unfair- and sometimes

it's just how we feel because we know we can

feel and then one day when all of this sadness 

goes away through the long days of a happy struggle 

and we are 'okay' in happiness, even then we 

always find a little sadness. May be on such days

when you are walking by the streets and you are 

a little sad, smile- think of the days 

when you were really sad and may be life

will fall in places where it's easy to laugh.

Look at those ugly faces around you- take your 

tongue out of your mouth and face the mirror,

you will see how funny and beautiful you are. 

It would be your own happy moment and no one would

know; you will be happy again. You and the 

mirror, and no one would see you, although 

I would secretly wish to, always.  

Little jyoti, you must write on such days when

you are sad, and know that I carry your song

in my heart, your sadness too. Write even when

there's nothing to write, and one more thing

little Jyoti - you must love, like you always

have. Won't you?