! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! A Tryst With Fate! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Mamta Agarwal
! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! A Tryst With Fate! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
A ten year old with chilled water bottles in hand
Runs as cars halt, and traffic signal turns red.
On a hot sultry day, says to the lady, it’s a good brand.
Wipes his nose with his torn shirt sleeve, as it bled.
A kind man gently took him under the shade,
Uncapped and poured the chilled water on his head.
Drop by dropp fed him with spoon some lemonade.
But for the Good Samaritan, would he be dead?
In a short while, the boy came round, a lot flushed.
Looked at the elderly man, gratitude writ large on his face.
Son, rest a while, don’t go in Sun to sell water in a rush.
The boy lifted his hands and said, you came, its God’s grace.
Am the sole bread winner, as my father died in a cyclone.
Who can quarrel with what he ordains and wills…?
I don’t have the luxury or the time to sit and mourn,
Live in the past, or sit back and rest, when a wee bit ill.
Stoically stood up, and ran after the screeching cars.
Waving bottles in the air: please buy one for the road.
He should be in school, I thought watching from afar.
He learns all the things on the road… in no time had all sold.
A touchy portrait common in my area also. The last two lines are conclusive that sprung from your heart. Mamtaji, it is a poem in favor of mankind, let's aware of those children. +++ 10 +++
This is such a common scene in our part of the world, a sensitising piece.10
Mamta - a very touching account of the tragic situation prevailing around us... we see it everyday - young boys selling books and bottled water at the traffic signals when they should be at school...10+++
Mamta...is fr mother an thats hoe you presented this great poem very very nice cheers
A moving description by the poet. The reader's heart reaches out for the boy on the street.
Like a silent observer Eyes full of tears Heart aching with pain A poet writes, punctuating With tears, sighs n cries! My compliments, mamta! !
this is a nice narrative indeed! ! ma'am.. you kept the poignant aspect through out! ! ! i was touched, hey wish i can switch my place at the university with some one from the street! ! ! 10++ with loveshan
a very compassionate write...true he learns on the road from life from people like whom he meets in the poem...lovely mam
''Stoically stood up, and ran after the halting cars. Waving bottles in the air: please buy one for the road. He should be in school, I thought watching from afar. He learns all the things on the road… in no time had all sold. '' A wonderful poem that reflects the reality.This child is an example. He fights to survive. Nobody helps him.Seemingly, no one would see him.So many children in this world are like him...the poem is a wonderful message....10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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You wrote this piece to spill out your pain you felt inside...now where should I expel mine, Mamta? good poem on realtime life story; tragedy...10