My Dear Joe,
In the early 2000s, I wrote this piece for my youngest daughter. It is one among the many that I wrote to my children. It makes a pointed reference to the mysterious way in which both the ‘nature’ and market economy behave. At a time when the world has not fully recovered from recession and Keynes is fondly remembered for his relevance, I feel that I wrote nearly a decade ago has a contextual relevance now.
That day in September in early 2000s
In an unusual way in many ways:
A disturbed dream woke me up
I found myself surrounded drenched by water
Courtesy: tap water has encroached the hall
Like an uninvited guest
Encircling around the bed sheet and pillow.
After cleaning up the mess
A job neatly done by aged mother
These was the plum cake to eat
To mark your birthday.
That went along with tea very well.
I just shook hands with you
A casual indifference, and
An inexplicable pain, hidden
In that simple hand shake.
I must hasten to add
Not to mistake me.
It has nothing to do with you
As a person or daughter.
Nor is it an expression of my
Frustration and disillusionment
With your grade/performance
It is all concerned with me about me.
So, don’t worry.
Enjoy the day with friends.
Last night, I experienced a mild tremor
A giddy sensation and
Subtle trembling inside my body
While sitting on the chair
‘Earth quake’, we were told later.
Anything can strike at anyone,
No region can escape from
Predetermined game plan of the creator?
It’s all natural and normal
In the adjustment mechanism of earth
And spontaneous evolution of planets,
In the early 2000s, I wrote this piece for my youngest daughter. It is one among the many that I wrote to my children. It makes a pointed reference to the mysterious way in which both the ‘nature’ and market economy behave. At a time when the world has not fully recovered from recession and Keynes is fondly remembered for his relevance, I feel that I wrote nearly a decade ago has a contextual relevance now.
That day in September in early 2000s
In an unusual way in many ways:
A disturbed dream woke me up
I found myself surrounded drenched by water
Courtesy: tap water has encroached the hall
Like an uninvited guest
Encircling around the bed sheet and pillow.
After cleaning up the mess
A job neatly done by aged mother
These was the plum cake to eat
To mark your birthday.
That went along with tea very well.
I just shook hands with you
A casual indifference, and
An inexplicable pain, hidden
In that simple hand shake.
I must hasten to add
Not to mistake me.
It has nothing to do with you
As a person or daughter.
Nor is it an expression of my
Frustration and disillusionment
With your grade/performance
It is all concerned with me about me.
So, don’t worry.
Enjoy the day with friends.
Last night, I experienced a mild tremor
A giddy sensation and
Subtle trembling inside my body
While sitting on the chair
‘Earth quake’, we were told later.
Anything can strike at anyone,
No region can escape from
Predetermined game plan of the creator?
It’s all natural and normal
In the adjustment mechanism of earth
And spontaneous evolution of planets,
A real cosmic dance of the universe.
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