NEW YEAR'S DAY
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The day of new year it was for all, The temperature was continuously on the fall. After celebrating all through the new year's eve, Finally, it was time for me to sleep. It was two in the night; so ignoring my sister's call I went right into bed with blankets and all. As I lay there in my quiet bed A voice from the street went right through my head. There was some pain in it, The reason - I could not predict. In order to find out what it was I went to the window and opened the glass. A man was there, who was pretty old And he sat on the road, shivering with cold. His hands were crossed on his bare chest, As he lay there on the dust. In front of him was the tyre burning, The cold - that was the way he was countering. I felt a strong urge to be a helper; What I could do was provide him shelter. To execute it, as I was moving forwards, Suddenly I remembered my parents' words. "No matter what, don't let a stranger inside the house," This was what they said when going out. With a conflict on between my heart and my mind I wondered if I could be so unkind, As to leave the man behind. All the same I had to remind, Myself of the orders I received Due to which I was unable to proceed. The tyre was burnt, the ashes remained, As for the man, off he went Into the darkness, as I kept gazing; With a hint of guilt I felt myself losing. A tear rolled down my eye, But now I think, all could do was cry? I failed! I failed! Yes, I did! That this is the fact, I do admit! Although the day of new year it was for all, Now I know, it doesn't mean happiness for all.
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