I can hear the soft voice -
‘Hey Ram! '
It was just like Jesus uttering-
"Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing"
Everyday
As I cross many junctions in life.

One would wonder
How could He bless
When the fragile body
Felt the most acute pain
And turned lifeless in minutes!

The ubiquitous is his name.
A splendid work the followers did
To keep the glorious memories
Of universal values and morals alive
Till our civilisations last.

Each word he spoke,
Each action he displayed
Gave rocklike strength where upon-
We build on our dreams.

Decades later we wonder
If it wasn't a miracle
He walked around here
Being in flesh and blood!
So tall and big was he
Within his embrace