Treasure Island

Tribhawan Kaul

(01-01-1946 / Srinagar (J & K) India)

RAC


.
A journey
From present to unknown
Must be worth its salt
Final destination alias last halt.

Lo!
Karma forces one to wait
RAC
Screams the fate
Life span always been a guessing game
Death never seems to be a good looking dame.

RAC now
Cry or wow
Journey till end gets more fascinating
Waiting to be berthed, for no more waiting.

Enjoying ultimate destination
Depends on one's karma & attitude
Show HIM or not
Any gratitude.
----o----

Copyright / Children of Lost God/ Tribhawan Kaul
All rights reserved
kaultribhawan@yahoo.co.in

Submitted: Saturday, May 19, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

RAC (Reservation against cancellation) is a routine term for undertaking train/rail journey in Indain Railways wherein a traveller holding RAC ticket has to wait for allotment of his permanent berth against cancellation of any reservation. Till then he /she has to sit and wait.

Death is inevitable. No one can escape it. It is a matter of waiting. We all are like RAC ticket holders. As soon as a vacancy occurs above(theory of re-birth of a soul) , we get a call to fill up that slot. Till then we have to live life with all its glorious uncertainties according our own KARMAs (actions)

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