A Momentus Journey Poem by Amitava Chakraborty

My eyes dazzle in a sudden flash from the trendy view mirror
As I stand by my ever companion, aged two wheeler, served me long without error.
The weird sun peeps behind the Raddison fort so dimly
When drenched I in twilight before convergence with my beloved
waiting in a distant land crazily
The starting sound of my mechanical horse and the bang of the giant iron gate,
A rhythmic mixing that bade me farewell for an unknown fate.
Then started my journey only witnessed by an oblivious security guard at door step,
Hope in mind for an eternal confluence with careful shape.


Initial relief gets my companion as it descends down way
Once relieved like the faithful horse of Prithviraj Chauhan rushing in responsible gay.
The victorious flags tremble in summer breeze from the Ganges by winding way,
Feel I so my heart beats with an unknown fear for winning the bay.
Did thou heart move on verge Prithviraj in that immortal ride
When beloved Sanjukta was counting her chivalrous lover’s arrival with pride?
Picked up my bike’s pace as touches its front wheel on even surface,
Behold I for last the glimpse of fading sun bathed fort in my joy race.


Like a falling meteor from the night sky the horse pierces unseen windy curtain,
Unbound velocity perfectly matched with Prithviraj’s determination on heroic gain.
Adorned in bride costume waiting pretty Sanjukta in royal court with groom-garland,
Breath chocked fortune counting by competent grooms from foreign lands, yet her Expectation for unwanted husband.
Was mockingly personified as a mere soldier statue in vigilance at door step,
Ethnic Rajput foe forbidden to this kingdom with prevention at each creep.
But a heroic heart obeys no bar for wining over his beloved’s hand,
Even picking up forcibly from enemy’s court storming the victory stand.


Galloped once the loyal horse, gallops now my ever companion
On the pebble scattered dusty path paves my way in jubilation
Get reddish in out going sun the reeds & elephant grass on both rows of the narrow passage,
Sometimes the rider myself is only seen from other side by a flock of crows with ominous message.
Boon or course, who knows but today’s Sanjukta belongs to a wealthy family,
Alas! Traditional wall of rich-poor bars my love race unfortunately.
Rebel was she then against all social odds, why not today is of mine?
Feel I an evil thought seems drawing my path ahead to the horizontal line.


Smear I in falling beams of the drawing sun as my bearer ascends the hillock
And gets accelerated observing the return trip of an unknown white flock.
Indescribable the sight is but I have promised to meet her before the sun immersing,
Blurred will be my vision in darkness as once was with Prithviraj in piteous mourning.
Searching valorous king for beloved Sanjukta in hellish dark custody,
Who knew but was left only perishable body with broken melody?
Were plucked his eyes to keep Sanjukta for ever in darkness,
An inhuman command by emperor Ghori, the black most episode in history beyond all forgiveness

Pass back the rustic huts & plants with new pace
As earnestly seek I to my companion for invigoration in this momentous race.
If comes down fearful night before I reach my love crossing the bar
Perhaps like fateless Prithviraj will lose I her in mischievous sombre.
Alone she with heartful love waiting at “Lovers’ point”
Vivid gazing to obscure horizon for companion’s arrival, an indomitable sentiment.
Dream in eyes for eternal union in an inaccessible land beyond life harbor
Where the blessed flame of love lamp remains stable for ever.


Pale sun rays oozing through the top leaves of casuarinas symbolizing success
Simultaneously paradoxical dark shadow around the trunk bottom indicating failureness.
Who knows the destiny of our immortal love tale?
Written in golden letter in love history or like an unfortunate falling star at its death bell.
Forthcoming my love consequence with leaping heart hanging on a swayed fortune-string
Waiting there my victory or defeat after that momentous meeting.
O dear! Let me ride more, let my journey be continued for infinity
As expectation is sweeter than execution, a universal truth to eternity.



23rd October,2008

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