The fire in Fort Mc Murray
Day: May 5, 2016
A Strive — Change I Did Not Expect.
To be far away from home
for part of the year
to be at my home
for part of the year
a sojourn I meticulously keep
never partial or show favouritism
to my home of love in any way
else to another being the place of earning
I go about with a call in mind
that I have to slog for my bread
I could afford to come back for a month or two
nestle lovingly in my home of years
with all the fanfare alive and active
my staff around carrying out the errands
alas!could last only for few months
back I am in the place of occupation
my back is strained to the most
as I do all the chores from A to Z
well, this has been my lifestyle
now for a decade or so in the run
as age catches up one has to relax
being the other way round I strive
as I advance in years I struggle
cannot blame anyone for the change
what has to happen will happen
I take the cue from Bhagavad Gita.
OM.
An Aunt of Mine
An aunt of mine
used to tell me fine
she would say If I die
none would cry
does not matter
it would not shatter
as I lie dead
on my cosy bed
I cannot open my eyes
to see those nice
who shed tears
nor I have the fears
to watch those in state
who remain unabated
I would have traveled miles across
only my body lies in a pause.
I did not take it seriously then
now I track the anecdote often
how worldly wise she had been
with a wisdom and insight keen.
Harsh Summer.
Hot , hotter and hottest
obsessed I with heat
day by day the heat increases
never does it go down
perspiration, sweat and fatigue
overcomes with a force
thirst, thirst unquenchable thirst
overwhelms in all
unable to appease it
with litres of water and juices
not able to venture out
unable to sit locked in the house
unbearable it becomes all the more
questionable to the sustenance?
how am I to endure the rest of summer
so hot and so cruel being against all norms.
