Independence

Independence

Mother, Mother-country etc. words are

Great indeed – we should say without any doubt;

For children of Mother-country, independence

Is the birth right – is what our great people said!  

PEACOCK DANCE

PEACOCK DANCE

(Poem)

He danced spreading the feathers,

Alas! she is still not happy.

There now comes a man to shoot

His dance with his video camera

Let him do it, he felt,

At least this much! 

MUSIC OF LIFE

MUSIC OF LIFE

(Poem)

Body tells the mind, if not you, I also don’t exist!

The mind replies with the same feeling,

It appies to me too, we will live together

And also will be together in death!

Alas! Those who involve us think

We are separate from one to other!

They try to make us happy,

Approaching us individually!

The body tells again,

When I am affected, you are also affected

And vice versa which is true!

We have to love and co-ordinate

For the sake of ours and,

That’s our existence!

The mind supported in full

And, hugged the mind!

Note:  Yes, they understand each other, co-operate and live together singing the music of life.  When the same becomes imbalanced in total, the music of life stops and that’s the rule of Nature! 

A Baby Boy’s name

A Baby Boy’s name

(A Witty poem)

A stylish name that nobody was named

Is required for my beloved boy

I thought a lot and lot

Alas! I am tired on this issue

I did ask you also many times

But, you fool say nothing as yet

I don’t want a name ending with ‘’an’’

As is the South Indian Hindu style

Which is a very old style of naming

And, I don’t want a name that is

In line with the North Indian names

Oh, my God, what will I do on this now

I don’t prefer a lengthy name for my boy

And, I do prefer a little strong one

Let me tell you something special,

As your name is Thripurasundari

And mine is Lakshinanarayan

Let’s name him after the first letters

Of ours like this – ‘’THRIL’’ J

CAUTION!

CAUTION!

(Poem)

Thirst, hunger, amour,

Desire etc., etc.

Can’t be controlled

Till they get subsided;

The man who is proud of wisdom

Sometimes may become animal

Which lacks the above –

Whether male or female!

So, sex-mania, if smelt,

Be cautious, cautious and cautious!

JUST A WISH….

JUST A WISH….

(Poem)

I remember the days

When I was a baby, and

When I wished to be hugged

By my parents always…

I remember the days

When I was a child, and

When I was neither a baby nor a youth

As same as a bat which is neither an animal nor a bird!

I remember the days

When I was a youth

Which I wished not to end, and

Wept when it ended!

I now wish again but in vain

To become a baby in life,

Then to be a child and

Then…. a youth forever!!!

Miles to go before I sleep….

Miles to go before I sleep….

(From my diary)

A fine morning.  Before I get up, I  hearkened the laugh of Appoos - my grandson of ten months.  My great life partner was making him an ‘’alarm clock’’ for me to make noise!  I did enjoy his laugh, smile, talk with unclear accent which I don’t know and you don’t know but he and He only might be knowing! Time was running and I was still to get up! 

I realized that I have to get up and finish a lot of work and at that time I recollected the popular lines of Robert Frost,

‘’The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

Similarly, my dear little boy, Appoose, I do enjoy your company, but I have, promises to keep, and miles to before I sleep…….