For quite some time,
There have been butterflies
In stomach,
A mild pleasant tremor
In all our eyes,
A heightened expectation
From all our well wishers
With all moderation,
Prayers, emotive feelings
A feverish hope
Envelop all of us
With a boyish enthusiasm
Looking forward to
The finalization of the script
In the drama of
Conceptualization of life,
A delayed conceiving of life,
Our prayers for the
Arrival of grand child
To be solidly anchored
On secured foundation
Without any fault line
And also without
Much pain around the waist line.
Many a turbulent storm
Has she not weathered
Successfully Thus far?
Pain and suffering must be
The residuals of life, oh God
But not to be accorded
To any centre stage dominance
All through the life
To sap all the energies of life
And to take away
All the simplest pleasures of life;
But alas, in life it is so, it is so
You can’t have complaints .
We do agree, understand
And acknowledge
Mountain like soaring of dusty clouds,
Stormy Iraqi clouds
And an half an hour
Deadly brush with people
And property on East Coast Road
On one summer morning of 2005
The famous Tsunami
We were told later,
Are Nature’s way of
Teaching /educating
The Laws of Motions of life,
The inherently stormy
Nature of life
With all goodness of the universe
And its niceties on the surface.
(02.05.2005)
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