Madathil Rajendran Nair

Gold Star - 26,732 Points (3rd December 1946 / Bombay, India)

Happy Birthday! - Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair

Yesterday I turned sixty-one
And someone long forgotten
Sent me a mail wishing hundred and one
An expression of habitual sentiment

He knew I loved our Mother*
For he cared to attach Her snap.
Her lips were a bewitching smile
Folded hands were soulful prayer
For us all who have no time for Her

Viewed the picture, a glance sufficed
Oh, my disk has no more space
The mail found its way to trash
Who has time for wishing farce?

Another day of dreary chores
Frenzied phone calls, business talks
Ceaseless standing on the toes
Back to PC at the close

The old always guides
I look for a document saved
For help in having a new one made
Don’t we always retrieve the buried! ?

Lo! What could be this, a new file
In ‘My Documents’ saved
Without my knowledge?
Finger curiously clicks

The smile brightens the screen
Like the dawn of spring-time sheen
Hands fold again to greet
A careless son so indiscrete

For all I know I had pressed “Delete”
Nevertheless She refused to retreat
At the bottom of our being, isn’t it
“My Documents” - Her sacred retreat?

A tear-drop tiny grows and wells
In my erstwhile blinded eyes
To spark an insight so very bright
“A Mother never ever leaves Her kids”
____________

* a saintly lady

Topic(s) of this poem: mother


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written April 2011. The birthday greeting I received had the image of the saintly lady of the poem, who is fondly called 'mother'.

Comments about Happy Birthday! by Madathil Rajendran Nair

  • Bri Edwards (9/29/2016 11:08:00 PM)


    some favorite lines:

    Folded hands were soulful prayer
    For us all who have no time for Her

    and

    Ceaseless standing on the toes
    Back to PC at the close

    and

    For all I know I had pressed “Delete”
    Nevertheless She refused to retreat...................there's a mystery solved! ! ;)
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    though wishing may seem senseless and a cheap gift for one's birthday, it is still nice to get a nice wish in my opinion. money would be nice also!

    bri ;) nice one.

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    Madathil Rajendran Nair Madathil Rajendran Nair (9/29/2016 11:19:00 PM)

    Thank you, Sir, for your appreciation of this poem.

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (4/10/2015 1:40:00 PM)


    A Beautiful poem. Friends remembers and send birthday wishes through mail and often leading to trash as disk space is less. Very true said in few lines...

    “A Mother never ever leaves Her kids”

    Loved reading it.
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  • Rajesh Thankappan (3/28/2015 10:35:00 AM)


    Very interesting. Mothers are always loving and caring, however old and independent their children may have grown. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (3/28/2015 3:14:00 AM)


    Friend remembers birthday and sends a mail greeting. Birthday is remembered and reminded. Image of the loved one appears on screen. Response of the busy mind at the keyboard is the usual delete. A thoughtful poem evolves. Happy Birthday belated though. Thank you for sharing the experience. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2015



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