When I noticed the message of love
by one Dhinesh to one SaraNya scribbled
on the back of my front seat in the city bus,
I imagine and deliver from my mind
a fair complexioned young boy Dhinesh
with soft sprouting hairy mustache
and a slim fair and lovely SaraNya
with double plait with a smiling face
and wandering eyes like marooned deer!
At least a few people who sat
and traveled earlier in this seat
would have imagined and delivered
various Dhinesh and SaraNya
in different forms and shapes
like fair and dark, thin and stout!
My imaginary Dhinesh and SaraNya
are sitting and studying in the benches
of XII th standard in a high school, I hope!
I am worried now and thinking…! What about
other multitudes of Dhinesh and SaraNya?
What do they do now effectively and fruitfully?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A meaningful poem. The scribbled message on the back of the front seat must be ai work of some adolescent, a 12 th std student as pointed out. The stage in life known as phase of rebellion is that way very dangerous. The boys and girls under it think themselves as some thing special even like superman and waste their energies in useless things. Being victims of infatuation they scribble such messages too and unless they take corrective measures and balance themselves, they may be losers in long run. Very sensitive social theme used. Enjoyed poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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