Does the caption sound odd?
I can see many an eye lifted, find a twinge in the lips , and a frown in the forehead of the readers.
It makes you wonder, what it is all about?
Two diametric, diagonal, phrases seamlessly conjoined.
A couple of days back , I read the tragic shoot out , by Karthick Rajaraman.
The stock jeopardy, had inflicted financial constraint in this man , of exemplery educational background.
He extended his paternal care ,by ending the life of three promising youngsters, his sons.
The eldest was a Full Bright Scholar, the othr two were very young, just 11 and 9 years, very erudite and diligent students.
His wife was also a butt of his vexation,
His aged mother-in-law also, succumbed to Karthick’s agitated move.
Karthick , has over stepped his limitation.
I was absolutely appalled by this incident,which kept on nagging me for days together.
A day back, I chanced to read a harrowing experience of an illiterate woman,Lakshmi
She is uneducated, abandoned by her husband,.
After initial years of infatuation , the man treated her brutally.,
On one such occassion ,she lost her unborn child.
She became a domestic helper..
Years rolled on.
One fine morning, a police inspector informed her that her husband is in police custody ,for murdering his second wife.
This poor damsel, rushed to the prison , and was shocked to see him in dishevelled condition.
Life sentence was imminent for such a gruesome act.
His infant daughter was about to be adopted by the orphanage.,
To every body’s surprise, she took charge of the child..
The formalities were completed., after her husband signed the proposal form.
She returned home with the child. sending sensational signals to her patrons.
Her next move ,was even more surprising than her adoption.
She admitted the child in a play school.
She firmly resolved to supplement the girl education and nourishment by working extra hours.
I contemplate,
An affluent educated man’s attitude is an echo of thorough cowardice.
A poor illiterate woman’s outlook is resonant of fine stoicism.
He has killed his own children.
She is bringing up her foster daughter.
He had his kith and kin., to fall upon.
She has none to support.
These are transcription of real life.
One is fear and iresoluteness
The other is grit and determination.
Laksmi seems to say,
Come ,what may, I will prolong. She is akin to “The River”
“Men may come, Men may go.
But I go on forever.”
My gnawing mind settles down to an unbelievable ease.
Meenas Poems 