A No To Blow Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Though I did not believe in blow
the inner thoughts started to flow
t restrained my stupid action
I had violently offered my reaction

He was my real elder brother
His behavior always made us to bother
he was trying to destabilize
the father had taken enough care to mobilize

we were knitted together and stayed as joint family
lived under one roof and spent the life happily
as is with joint family, we simply followed
All had complete freedom and in fact were allowed

The elders look up on others to cooperate
sometimes they get together and openly narrate
Their continued struggle and pain to occupy the dignified space
how it was do or die struggle for them in the race?

We never meant to be impolite to the elders
They carried all burden on their solders
we were never brought in picture at any stage
They labored hard to keep us safe and well managed

The peaceful life sometimes is violently disturbed
No one thinks or takes pain to go into cause and probe
There is deep feeling for things to let off or pass
the situation is thus saved to keep peace

All members really desire to stay intact
this realized by them and understood in fact
No one dares to go out of the set establishment
it is strong bond that stops them from such movement

When situation comes to the exchange of blows
the things do not remain with natural flow
everything is disturbed and peace is pushed away
the need to patch up is there but does not find the way

Elders are worried and try to maintain good rapport
it has been built up with lots of pain and efforts
it is as good as undoing of their life time labor
rest of the family members bear ill will and harbor

I witnessed such incidence one day
every member was crossing the limit to come in the way
it was going out of hand and creating suffocation
this was not good for us and showed clear indication

No right thinking man may want uncertainty
He may try to maintain it with dignity
Any word of dishonor may upset his integrity
He might have not expected such eventuality

Some one has to enter into fray and stave off the situation
There can not be peace with its continuation
it has to be brought down with strict hand
You can never live with such negative trend

Being eldest I had no patience to wait
it was disturbing and threatening to seal our fate
There was none who could bring it under control
the result was clearly seen as writing on the wall