That room which is next to the peacocks , he pointed.
That’s where I will land very soon..
It’s known as the senior class you know..?
I can take you along in the noon..!!
The sister who was elder to him, stood amused,
Adoring the twinkle in his bright eyes.
You need to just grow up cherishing each momen,t she said.
It’s the awareness of the present and not any number that makes you wise..!!
I glanced out of my window and was amazed by at the mighty mountain,
How strong and high headed it appeared!
But when the humans chisel it through n through,
Even into a tunnel it gets teared.
The asynchronous rivers flow all over it,
Like creepers they twirl and swirl around.
The trees trying to find their way to stand erect,
Torrential winds passing through the valleys, making their own melody and sound.
So much to learn from you, I told him,
You epitomize the way to live.
How to stand tall with head held high,
When all you do is give!!
Through the lens of Jayati
It carved it’s course through all the ups and downs,
Even the rocks couldn’t stand in its way.
The mighty river danced in all it’s glory,
With it’s melody, the towering mountains appeared to sway.
Don’t think they are young, naive or small,
They have the brains bigger than all times.
The word generation, now doesn’t mean the way it used to,
Every little one born, the next ladder of life with ease n dexterity he climbs.
I don’t have anything to give you, he said, as I was leaving
But you have been a very nice mother.
So here’s a green bracelet especially made for you,
And like this one you will never find another…!!
Its made up of warmth that mother earth gives us,
And the love that I have for you,
But mom do you think these greens will remain after a few decades,
Save Soil is the only MANTRA from my point of view.
My guide, my mentor my friend for life,
You taught me how to sail smooth n easy and not just strive.
Your aura so magnanimous, , your presence is a boon,
The grace of exuberant sun, the calm of vibrant yet serene moon.
Let’s sit a bit buddy, they told each other,
And savor the sunny noon.
Why struggle like these funny humans,
When sunshine is such a boon.
Indoors is not our place of choice,
And they call that their home.
Abundance of everything nature provides,
Still they suffer from deficiency syndrome.
The mountains stood there tall, touching the sky,
I slowly sneaked in the landscape too.
The trees smiled at me generously and said,
“That’s awesome, but we wish, you first enjoy the view..!! “
We built them higher and higher,
Our pursuit to get closer to Him, became obvious day by day,
To enlighten us eventually the clouds made an attempt,
In nature itself He exists, quit looking for any other way.
Through the lens of Sujay