A Prayer to the Creator

30.09.2012

Today, while washing a few utensils in the Kitchen

You did send me a signal I am no longer a young man

The sudden excruciating pain at the back

At the bottom of backbone

The critical inability to bend or move

Or even stretch, to switch off light

Your signal was clear to me, my lord

My wrong posture of sitting on the chair

And also writing and many a time of dozing on the chair

The great mental stress, and academic greed to read

And also the desire write more and more,

The gross cumulative neglect of walking,

The poverty of love and concern

From the better half....

All must have had a cascading effect on health

I will not become more anxious, or panicky

Today, by the divine will, the eldest daughter appeared

At right time and gave some first aid,

Playing the compensatory Role for Sakthi,

I know, I will have to take care of myself

How will I go tomorrow and lecture at Karaikal

Will car travel accelerate the pain?

Is thinking always that I am not aged, wrong?

Oh God, I will not meekly submit to any kind of ill health?

I will correct my mistakes & rectify wrong postures

Help me to perform my work and render justice to you.

Prof. D. Sambandhan,

21-12-2012.