Hi Friends,

Even as I launch this today ( my 80th Birthday ), I realize that there is yet so much to say and do.

There is just no time to look back, no time to wonder,"Will anyone read these pages?"

With regards,
Hemen Parekh
27 June 2013

Wednesday, 17 November 1971

Child of war

Bangla Desh
Drown the war
Once and for all
In the Ganges of your sorrow ;

I am dead
My anguish over .

There are tears
On my young one’s face ;
Someone , please
Reach out and hold
Gently ,
His helpless hand ;
Lead him away
This child of war
This child of war
-     Away from my dead body
And give him

Half a roti .