Tiffin
I am tiffin, I carry your mothers love and smile of your friends
Hey I am your friend tiffin
I don't carry just your food
I don't carry just your food
Its the unseen love I carry
That makes it taste so good.
Don't judge me by my size
but what it can pack in
I carry what your soul needs
Though I may be made of plastic or tin.
I travel distances
some times with you or alone
When done eating me
In the sink I am mercilessly thrown.
I am that piece of bread and onion
The hungry farmer relishes
The sight of wife carrying his tiffin
is the moment he cherishes.
I have thanklessly served you
In every phase of your life
I have carried care, love and concern
Packed by your mother or wife.
Vasant Khisty
Tiffin is half the meal we eat in our life and it is carried by a compact box which travels endlessly to satiate our hunger. These are small thing with most importance who have contributed in our journey of life .
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