Skip to main content

An Ode to Sad Endings

Oh the little sparrow, you had a chirp
A chirp that cheered us all
A chirp that woke grandmothers up
A chirp that made us smile
A chirp I wish I heard now.

Oh mighty neem tree, you gave us shade
Shade that protected us from the harsh sun rays
Shade that cooled us off on a hot summer night
A tree with a green umbrella
An umbrella that exists no more.

Oh rain drops, you were so fresh
So fresh I could directly let them fall
Fall right into my mouth and not bother
Not bothered about after effects
After effects that kill us now.

Oh mighty sea, you were so calm
Never was I scared to get deeper
Never was a mother too cautious
The sea that has the rage of a mighty warrior
Waiting to engulf half our population.

Whose fault is it all?
Who is to take the blame?
Who is to face the after-effects?
Who is to be concerned now?
None, but you and me. 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Don't "Kid" Around

The beach is where one goes to catch up with old friends, enjoy the sea breeze, experience the peace and tranquility, listen to the waves whistling or at times when you want to be alone. While doing all this fun stuff, you don’t want to see anything unpleasant; something that might disturb you. Unfortunately, it happened to me. It was around 4.00 p.m on a Sunday and a few of us decided to go the Besant Nagar beach. Right next to the shore, there was a tent-like structure constructed with the help of solid, thick rods with a rope connecting both sides. I was very amused to find something like this so close to the water. However, to my horror I found a little girl, probably 6 years of age, comes out from nowhere and starts doing her famous cartwheels. For a second I thought I was hallucinating. Her next stunt was to come in and out of a small hula hoop. She wriggled in and out of it like she was made of elastic. She twisted and turned her limbs in all directions possible like the rub...

It's been a while...

It's been a couple of years since I stopped writing. My excuse is going to be the same old - no time. Was busy hunting for my first job and getting married. And here I am; almost three years at work and one and a half years of being married, I've decided to make the time. You should expect a post or two a month. Watch out for the space for more. Cheers!

Life, As we call it

Once you are born Into this big, big world You enter a confusing maze- Something you need to figure out Life, as we call it Once upon a time You are just a child The next minute, an adult With a big responsibility at hand – Life, as we call it One day you are free Like a bird flying high The next day you are pulled down Further into complexities – Life, as we call it One minute you are so sure Of what to expect next The next minute you are thrusted Back to square one – Life, as we call it One minute you are happy Of all the wonders around you The next minute you are pushed back To reality that might be nasty – Life, as we call it Life, as we call it Might be unfair at most times Somehow that is what makes it exciting Giving us the power to deal with, Life, as we call it