His emotions(A short poem)

Down and down sinks like a stone
Sinks the heart Like a stone
The heart drowns and the spirit sags
As the age passes the spirit sags
The age passes never to return
Passes the time never to return
The time is passing and the tears rolling
Invisible are the tears that are rolling
Invisible they ought to be as he is a man
Unlike a woman ought not expose a man
Ought not expose a man,his emotions.

Gurudwara store

The place where I am sitting at present is a Gurudwara store.For doing the Sewa of the store I have fixed this evening time.It is the Month of Magh as per the Nanak Shahi calender.Traditionally Punjabis(including Sikhs)do charity during this month.There are many Langars and Akhand Paths in the town during this month.People take Cooking and serving utensils from the Gurudwara.I have rung up the family who is about to return the utensils back.I called them about twenty minutes earlier.Hope they turn up soon as I have to go and meet someone at Kothe Khajooran.