Mom sayís god is every where,
From the high mountains to the low land stream,
Then I think with my own imagination,
If he is every where, why canít we see him?
Then I think again, with a doubt in my mind,
Is he really every where, in every thing?
From the little pigeon on the tree to the tigers of the jungle?
From the poor beggar to the highly respected king?
Is he in Bholuís dog?
And even in the smelly garbage man?
Is he in the broken house near the street?
And even in the crushed Pepsi can?
Is he in the terrorists?
Then why they do so much destruction?
Is he even in our class teacher?
Then why does he always scream at us
When we couldnít do a sum of addition?
If he is in every body, in every soul,
Is he Ma Sarada, Vivekananda or Ramakrishna?
Is he Allah or the Christ?
Or is he Vishnu, Shiva or Krishna.
May whoever he be,
We should respect everyone,
Because God is everywhere,
And this world is one.
Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan, New Delhi.