Unwrapping the eyes, after a sinister night, A plain scrutiny of heavens, Birds humming with merriment, Harmony in the atmosphere, I heed up to each of the influence, Then have down pat, Aah! It’s September 21, A day, too extraordinary in the life of Pakistan, In the continuation of Pakistan Peoples Party, Of course, nothing else than the origin of an anticipate, So likely, a baby, who was fated to be “Benazir”, A kid with example less individuality, An illustration of his beloved mom, None...
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