Entering into Sixty: Tasting that Magic Moment

I don’t know when I wrote these lines.
The wicked fate snatching my mother away from me
They’re just ideal setting for me
To write a few lines now
The clock is ticking towards 12
To announce the arrival
Of Midnight.
I am just stepping into
My initial moments of
60th year.
I thank the Creator
For having allowed me to
To travel thus far
And also for having enabled me
To live amidst pain, and
Suffering, with dignity and
Honor.

New positions have come
It’s really a time for rejoicing
But, somewhere something has
Gone wrong in a more
Mysterious way.
No great feelings of elation
Or excitement.
Even without it, I would have
Lived in my shell,
With books and students.
Titles and designations
Positions and power
Are instruments for doing
Greater good to the system
My strong parental genes
And carefully calibrated, limited
Academic side,
Will place me in proper stead
And help me
To tread on right path.
No quarrel with Creator
More begging from Mother/father
For forgiving and blessings
I don’t know whether
I trouble the soul
By thinking more about her
I can only cry and
Shed copious tears.
Thinking about her
Many a time in life
They are good for my heart
They will give strength to my bones