In My Way 2026

Just A Guess
Bodhisattwa Parekh

That was a remote village,
Far away from the city.
A few farmer lived there
In their respective farmhouse.
One day,a farmer found some of his chicken lost.
He thought that his next door neighbour did it.
He reckoned him as the prime suspect.
It was just a guess.
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Father Is The Best Person
Bodhisattwa Parekh


He was the best person ever, I see.
He is helpful to needy people but remain cheerful and smiling,
Even in the time of crisis.
If anyone needs strong mental support,
He extends his helping hands to them, arranged a special prayer for them.
He invited us, all devoted local people, in that prayer.
Even he can give financial help for a month or two.
I can't see any better person than him, the Father of my nearest church.

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The Mysterious!

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A lone dented can,
The labels are unknown.
That doesn't make any sense.
And the customer can feel the presence of the mystery corridor of the grocery shop.



Dust particles dance around it.
A silent secret hides a metallic uneasiness.
There is no price tag or explanation!
That creates a cold, fearful question mark in the mind of the customers.

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In The Ceiling of the Sky

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A spider's delicate highway,
spun continuously at night.
That was very artistic.
A mountaineer is clinging to the ice dust.
An attempt to discover that lost way.



Water creates stains.
That's shaped like an imaginary bird.
And the bird is ready to take flight.


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In The Ceiling of the Sky

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A spider's delicate highway,
spun continuously at night.
That was very artistic.
A mountaineer is clinging to the ice dust.
An attempt to discover that lost way.



Water creates stains.
That's shaped like an imaginary bird.
And the bird is ready to take flight.


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In The Ceiling of the Sky

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A spider's delicate highway,
spun continuously at night.
That was very artistic.
A mountaineer is clinging to the ice dust.
An attempt to discover that lost way.



Water creates stains.
That's shaped like an imaginary bird.
And the bird is ready to take flight.


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In The Ceiling of the Sky

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A spider's delicate highway,
spun continuously at night.
That was very artistic.
A mountaineer is clinging to the ice dust.
An attempt to discover that lost way.



Water creates stains.
That's shaped like an imaginary bird.
And the bird is ready to take flight.


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In The Ceiling of the Sky

Bodhisattwa Parekh



A spider's delicate highway,
spun continuously at night.
That was very artistic.
A mountaineer is clinging to the ice dust.
An attempt to discover that lost way.



Water creates stains.
That's shaped like an imaginary bird.
And the bird is ready to take flight.


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Biography of a puddle
Bodhisattwa Parekh



When people were more honest and not very greedy,

I was born here.

In hot conditions,

People gathered here to get some comfortable air.

And taste the sweet water from here.

I also became joyful to satisfy them.



That was my beginning.

I saw the love between two of my children.

Many joyful incidents took place in the bank in front of me.

I witnessed a few sad incidents.

I became mournful to see those.

I consider each person as a family member.



Many years passed away.

Many people departed as usual.

New buds replaced them.

After several decades,

A few greedy people came here.

I understood from their conversations,

My existence was in severe danger.

I became sad.



Those greedy ones mixed a chemical.

It was bitter in taste.

My water began to evaporate from that moment.

It was the first process.

I understand that it will be a matter of only two days.

My existence will be in history.

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