Narayanan Kutty Pozhath
Convocation - Poem by Narayanan Kutty Pozhath
Hall was a make shift
air conditioned canopy.
of five hundred and fifty students.
Five guests allowed per student.
Sitting arrangement was plenty.
Everything was perfect.
Parents and dear ones came
from far off places to see live
the cornation of their new heroes.
Five different post graduate
programmes and three stages
simultaneously giving away degrees.
When the procession began,
excitement grew to sky.
Standing ovation by parents
limited the vision of people behind.
Kept my camera ready,
waited for the turn of my daughter,
A fraction of a minute,
her name was announced
I was about to click the snap,
my wife started giving jerks
to my hand elbowing continously
out of excitement and called
out Ammu, Ammu, Ammu.
My hands shivered and the photo.
First I felt frustrated
for missing the moment.
Amma was excited to see
Ammu being presented degree.
Life is nothing but such jerks
at the moment of capture,
in excitement of near ones.
Wonderful was the evening.
‘Cause love was in the air.
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