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A Piquancy


Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would  cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped  through the hole  in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it is my mind that interrogates with a garnish.

Finally all  end up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scared I stood behind the door.

Suddenly there erupted a roar.

Shivering I waited for more.

Hope there should be nothing in store.

 

Any move would cause a blow.

I took a few steps in tip toe.

My legs dragged me to a slow.

What would come next I do not know.

 

Moved ahead with a caution to the door.

Peeped through the hole in the door.

I saw something tiny crossing the door.

I pulled my eyes out of the hole in the door.

 

With confidence I opened the door.

I could see nothing out there along the door.

What was it then that moved through the door?

I got in slamming the door.

 

It was my mind that was working feverish.

It was my mind that kept me in anguish.

Mostly it was my mind that interrogated with a garnish.

Finally it ended up in a situation sans relish.

 

 

 

 

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My 100th post.


 meenas17 has made the first hundred.

Don  Bradman’s first 100 runs was an achievement.

So is Gavaskars’ and  Tendulkars’.

The target of a first century, is  a nervous, anxious, fidgety destination.

Once you are off the mark, the going attains a quick buoyancy

meenas17 has  crossed this detrimental century fixture.

In its course,

 It has recorded economic frequencies.

It has  transcribed  religious  rituals.

It has firmed up on  environment.

It has  prescribed heath diet and simple remedies.

It has  focused on  community issues.

It has revelled on musical excellence.

‘It has delighted on artifacts.

It has depicted  nature’s charm.

Capturing the ornate in its pristine splendour,  recollecting it in repeated rhythms,nurturing it in the inner self, cradling it in the mind,  bedecking it with ardent fervour ,delivering it with utmost care and devotion , is called Creation.

Creation is  both dignified and  intrinsic.

Creation is a responsible reverence,.

Creation is a sublime celestial authentication.

 Remembering, the lines of  Robert Frosts  in , Stopping by the woods . is most accurate  to my predicament.  .

“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 .

A very similar experience is awaiting me.

My venture has to be fulfilled.

My life is lovely but surrounded by infirmity and jeopardy.

I have to trespass ,crisscross, efficiently  extract ,dispassionately divulge the shrouded mystery.

This 100 is an hundredth of an atom in the realms of infinity.

It is a tiny pebble , a small activity in the bustling upheaval of creation.