By HAROON RASHID BHAT
His Arrival in the valley
When the valley was in full gloom,
Ignorance, Superstition were rooted deep,
Idol worship was at its peak,
When Hands were in search of work.
Slavery, Starvation, engulfed our destiny.
Robed like a friend, but behaves as an enemy.
But Your arrival changed the course of life.
Fabricated stories vanished away.
Clouds scattered, rays of hope peeped again
The true faith replaced demi gods.
Each hand got its share of work and reward.
Bestowed us the book of Awrad.
Your gifts are uncounted till date.
We anticipated the meeting at heaven’s gate.
Haroon Rashid Bhat is a teacher, Zone- Ganderbal, can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org