By DR.YOGESH SHARMAUpdated: MARCH 3, 2018 14:09
I am also a child of a loving mother,I was not thrown into the womb of my mother,God's blessings put me in your womb,and His angels flew from heaven to lay me in your divine womb. I came to fulfill the God’s will, mother;Blissful in my new abode of love, and slept there serenely.The angles watched and kept me secure always,Till I saw and breath the face of the earth.
Angels used to come to me to get my comfort;All became very happy and thanked God on my birth;Tasted milk of my mother on my birth,I was blissful to be born as your beloved child. I wanted to smile, I wanted to sing;I wanted to play, I wanted to frolic;I wanted to suck your breast milk,I wanted you smiling and fulfilled. On a cruel day, your master decided to slay me,The devils in the underworld listened to their decision,Took the loudest drum, danced on the demonic beats;All the evil spirits jumping, singing and dancing. All danced in lines, all danced in ring;All danced on the heels, all danced their best;All sang the ugliest song and Devils played the wildest music;Butchers gulped the hemlock and beheaded me. Demonic spirits were happy but heaven cried;I, my mother and angels cried;Moment before I was brutally slaughtered,All-Powerful, All-merciful God also cried helplessly. A happy-dancing child of God,Became a dish on the plate of a devil.My bones from the heap of plate thrown to the dogs,At a distance my mother shedding the tears of blood,