HAPPINESS

I was walking simply,

Passed through the beautiful parks,

Then reached the slum area,

And did not want to look at it...


A small boy came to me,

Black complexion and torn clothes,

"I have nothing with me" he cried,

Expecting me to do something...


I shooed him away,

Not because of different classes,

But to check out,

His present situation...


He returned home,

Without any expression of disgust,

Had a cute smile on his face,

Hugged his mother tight...


I rushed home,

Took my old teddy bear in hands,

Came back to him,

Saw him sitting alone near the rail tracks...


I went towards him,

Directly handed over him the doll,

A wide smile took birth on his face,

He could not stop expressing his feelings...


He took my arms and shook it,

"Thank you" he said,

Then ran away with the doll,

With the smile still being on his face...


This happiness was the one which he felt,

This happiness was the one which I felt,

Happiness is something we receive,

Only when we share it...