M.D Dinesh Nair (Thrissur/Vijayawada)
THE TALE OF DEPARTURE RETOLD
The sudden departure of the beloved ones
Often casts many a dark cloud on our blue sky of life
It cripples us and tests our mobility across the track full of boulders
And then leaves us stranded with many a pedestrian passing by.
They have to find their closed tracks sooner or later.
First we bury our dear departed and shed tears,
Next we contemplate a lot about them with sobbing hearts
Then we begin to live with the losses surmounted.
As our past and present entwining with our sails still set on,
We become taciturn and then the world begins to discuss us.
Then comes time for our own departure another episode eventual
And that day we become historical like our predecessors
Who have been bidden adieu from a shaking platform.
We have to make others tell the tale now
As the coldest leveller has ever been honoured thus.
Everyone has to kick the bucket once
Every survivor has to perish on a day auspicious.
We soon enter the domains of others` reveries
Our beloved will now contest in swimming across the waves of adversity
But finally we cease to be talked of much on a later day.
We have all come for a mere short stay with all equals here
And none have the privilege to extend the stay much beyond the mark.
The ones overstaying leave with wetter eyes, we have to note
For every surviving one may not ask for it as we often presume.
We quit a life each time and add to the order of a chance existence.
Thousands of dying stars far from our human concerns
Leave the space with no survivor writing an elegy
And many newborns know not that their first cry is their last too.
So, dear ones live your lives just for a mere show
And board the train that zooms into oblivion.
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