The Sound Of The Bell

The bell rings 

not from the church

not from the temple.


The bell rings incessantly

not an alarm

not a phone .



The bell rings with great sound

neither  from the fire brigade

nor from the city tower.



The bell rings violently

it  being a call

it being a siren.


The bell chimes vehemently

warning everyone to hide

hurrying all to go underground.


The bell’s sound

takes various cues

whilst this rings fear.










A Day Or Two Ago.

theru koothuA day or two ago

heard a story of long ago

when men used to work manually

with no electricity to help them

and no other gadgets to assist them.

getting up early in the morn

walked to the place of work

with meals wrapped in leaves

toiled the whole day

and had complete rest  in the evening

with no other distractions

except the weekly fair

and the street dramas enacted

then and there with  songs

without any  orchestra

only the drum and the conch

that lent the beats

They were healthy and robust

eating all natural food mostly raw

vegetables  fresh from the farm

supplemented by fruits and grains .

Their life was easy and lovely

and they did live long

passing at the right age

as no medical facilities prevailed

facilitating a prolong and an extension

perhaps it was an intentional

giving  way to the next generation


Sixty Years Memories

Living long has its own fall backs 

 that too after sixty it s a tedium

 living most of the time alone 

while the husband and wife keep staring 

there arises  a vacuum  very emphatic

and if the man  falls sick die before sixty

 the wife tends the husband

 but never could she expect that 

 if she gets ill and lies in bed.

 That being the untold verdict

 of the community  at large 

 where the male chauvinism

reigns supreme and great 

 however exhausted she be

 has  look after the chores

Getting away from this earthly being

very much before you turn sixty

 seems appropriate and wonderful

 as you are saved from illness

 and the much condemned loneliness

 I can hear the advice of many

bidding  to get involved in service 

 which again needs a healthy frame

 and a stamina sane  

which again leads to the vicious .

Die before you turn  sixty  or even ahead

as you would not be a burden to anyone

 the least to yourself.









Betty’s Treaty

She has an eye for beauty.

likes things pretty

treasures them in her kitty

goes on hunting for  nicety

keeps on buying them in  density

preserves them with an intensity

cherishes them with an affinity

her name  is Betty

and she looks dainty






The Confluence Of People

Having been with the crowd for long

participating in every event

with  a full mind at times

and half mindedly most times

going by the rules of the community

and respecting the call of the elders

have now decided to get away from  the commitments

as it brings with it nothing desirable

a bag of gossip and a container of comments

good or bad  depending on the subject

mostly  biased  all throughout

a sequence that had brought heart burns

and a confluence that lands us in unwanted trouble

sitting there pretty well for a long time

but in the end getting meaningless messages

which lack authenticity and prudence

mostly turning out to be a  bug bear

and a  convention releasing no joy.

The confluence of people unlike that of rivers

stage a  dim  spectacle of irrational exchange.hdr-india-galleries