So what are you afraid of?.. Maruf Shaikh

 

    
    I put you in my arms.
    The gun bullet fell as if it had not been seen with the naked eye.
    Thus again there is no "new bloody boxer on the battlefield".

    Mir Qasim remembers that he was the son of traitor Mir Jaafar.
    That hero's national victory was clear.

    I want to keep you safe...
    research!  How carefully did I hide you in my arms?

    Nawab was for his turban.
    Although he had no self-respect, he wanted to free himself in honor of his turban.
    Not to mention the disrespect of the turban in front of the brutal English.
    Overflowing tears and confidence hid the love of the homeland in his arms.
    In the end, the looting of the turban was not allowed.

    I promised you ....
    The body was made up of a mixture of a soul and a handful of clay.
    You are such my mix every time...

    Who will separate you from me until life ends?
    You slept in the grave, but come and see.

    I still sleep with you in my arms,
    In the Great Era, I didn't make you differ from the light tone even for a moment.

    So what are you afraid of?
    Tell me!
    .....
31.08.2021