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Raza Sultan.

Most normal, sweet, simple and sane;
Working through without complains.

Never bothered by the bullying background scores,
Laboring firm and fast for those grains,


The poor soul he is only five,
Learn, frail and very naive,

Devoulty completes all his chores,
Assuring no hindrance caused,
by his hands full of sores.



Loyal, obedient and when his master calls,

He would fail not; even if the world falls.

Angelic innocence shines bright on his face,
Driving away lookers griefs, leaving no trace.

-Sr




[Raza Sultan is a very special human being with very special qualities, he earns his living as a motor mechanic assistant. At the naive age of five he gets 10 Rs a day from his Ustaad]

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