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1.: A Touching Poem... From: pen friend

2.: Ek baar ek ladka rastey mein chalte chalte ek gadhe ke samne gir gay From: Dil Jani

3.: chata leke jaâ€¦ From: Dil Jani

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1.: A Touching Poem...

Posted by: "pen friend" pen_mail_friend@yahoo.co.in pen_mail_friend

Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:06 am (PST)

A Touching Poem......
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I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet..

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon..

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

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Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this
to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going
around the world that will make people understand that don't mix drinking and
driving.

PLEASE DO THE FAVOR!!!!

DRIVE SAFELY. PUT ON SEAT BELT (EVEN THOUGH DISTANCE IS SMALL). FOLLOW TRAFFIC
RULES.

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€ ¦ Kind regards€ ¦
€ ¦
Komal

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2.: Ek baar ek ladka rastey mein chalte chalte ek gadhe ke samne gir gay

Posted by: "Dil Jani" dil.jani69@yahoo.com dil.jani69

Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:12 am (PST)

Ek baar ek ladka rastey mein chalte chalte ek gadhe ke samne gir gaya.

Tabhi ek ladki ne use chhedte hue kaha, € ¢â' '¼Apne bade bhai ka aashirwaad le rahe ho kya?€ ¢â' '½
Ladke ne palat kar jawab diya, € ¢â' '¼Sahi farmaya bhabhi ji.€ ¢â' '½

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Dil€ ¢Â Jaan
dil.jani69@yahoo.com

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3.: chata leke jaâ€¦

Posted by: "Dil Jani" dil.jani69@yahoo.com dil.jani69

Sun Dec 26, 2010 2:12 am (PST)

Sardar: Mere podho ko pani de ramu.

Ramu: Sir barish gir rahi hai!
Sardar: Bahana nahi chahiae, chata leke ja€ ¢â' ¦

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dil.jani69@yahoo.com

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