When I went to his room
In his office, I found him
Telling his PA ‘not to get up
Since work is more important’.
I felt let down: but remembered
That I must have been worse
While in office: how Kiran, relatives,
Or personal friends would slide down
The scale of attention, and wait till all
Unknown visitors are finished with.
Why should he be different from me?
At this point of time, however,
I feel that I was perhaps not right
To ignore in office the love and affection
Of people who are close, who are family,
When compared to general public,
Or interested fellows who come for work.
While in office, maybe integrity as seen
By Western eyes, and equity as understood there
Had been given too much of importance
By me to the extent of hurting feelings
Of persons whose ties to me are stronger.
Till one feels one does not realize.
That is so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We have to take care of both! A good food for thought!