One thing I respect alot is "THE PEN".
Most of the pens, I use, belong to my dad.
A pen from my dads' Pocket, Played an exquisite role in building me in both
( Proffessional & Personal life.)
The Power in the work of my writeups , is actually power of dads' Pen dads' prayer.
It is your pen DAD, with which I can't pennup you, I think It needs an extra ink to describe you.
How to describe you in words.....
If I write in words, words may be less.
If I write a book, the foil might be less.
If all the water in this world becomes ink,
So Ink will go on low but doesn't diminish your appreciation.
D A D
You are the whole world for us ....
If we have eyes; You are the light of it ...
If we have life; You belong to it ...
I have found hubby in form of Prince, But You'll always be my king......... BABA
THANKS D A D
Holding my little finger you show me the world. And by holding me a pen, you taught me the lesson of the world.
Through this way You came to know me
ہمیں علم ہے دنیا فلم ہے
Thanks for
Making me grounded
BABA
I L O V E Y O U
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