I Realize Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

People in the West have little or no time for their relatives. They claim it’s because they lead very hectic lives. Everything, including family must be compartmentalized and attended to on holidays such as Christmas. As a consequence when their fleeting ‘get-togethers’ do take place they’re occasionally under duress or are awkward and distant.

Life in the East is fairly relaxed and easy. We mingle with our kith and kin very happily. Often, on a daily basis. We think nothing of living in each others pockets or partaking in each others joys and sorrows. We love and respect all our relatives equally. Regardless of their status in Life.

I realize now, that in lieu of relatives, the West is littered with psychiatrists, , more than ready to fleece the gullible.
Fortunately, when in need, we, in the East rely on a retinue of relations, ever ready to give us their two cents worth over a steaming, invigorating cup.