Palas Kumar Ray
The Man Who Did Not Marry Again
The old man, my friend
comes up with new idea....
He talks to me about his daughters
who are now married and duty bound
to their own circumstances.
He thinks of having a son-in-law
for the third whom we know
he adopted under different circumstances
perhaps after passing away of his wife-
We are friend almost since then.
I don't remember him ever having a talk
He took no chance of risking his daughters
Maybe I admired his decision
from the distance of age
truly having no idea exactly how it was
to live without a woman.
Now it appears like a great sacrifice
what he did for his daughters.
Sixty plus plus if not time to die
in our circumstances
not even time to think of remarriage.
But I try to feel the depth of his words
when he speaks to me the story of his time.
'You need someone besides.
Someone to talk.
Someone to take care of.......'
There's a few
we must acknowledge
brave people around
who could search out
who comes to shoulder your old age troubles
We did not appreciate their action
now we are little confused.
Maybe I spoke about the risk
about safety of his peace
in having a all new beginning at this age.
Likely we had
a kind of causal talks
but if it ever comes true
leaving all arguments aside
maybe I'll have to appreciate
his courage again.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
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