Hindi version 2823
Punjabi version 2880
This life is earned through struggles and pain,
Without hard work, it's lost and in vain.
Who made this world, no one can say,
For the poor, life’s sold like cheap clay.
This life will grow if you strive with intent,
With efforts well-spent, it blooms content.
Some people hide their truth with pride,
What seems so real, often lies inside.
If you make your mark, your name will stay,
Even in death, it won’t fade away.
If life's fabric tears and turns into despair,
With patience and toil, it's stitched with care.
8.00pm 26 September 2024
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