Comments about Anish mutum
Ode To My Life
From womb I set out
Passed nurse’s arms and then
The stringent governance of the learning temple.
As I moved on, halted
On the way for something
though aware of many a task ahead
couldn’t help myself staring wide-eyed
at the pulchritude of a vista.
The garden of life it was
Replete with flowers- hues and sents of all kinds.
Bees travail for the best nectar and
no exception I was
setting my heart on a beauteousness.
The travail moved on with me as a part.
After loses, finally came the prize of my utopia.
Unlike most contemporaries mine was a...