Superannuation - Poem by vidyut chakraborty
I search the network,
Find ‘retirements’ in a stereo type pattern.
My daughter exclaimed “Retirement “!
She sent a photo of a wrinkle-faced woman
wearing a serene smile,
God knows her age, climbing hill shouldering
a lot of firewood.
She shoot the granny at Darjeeling Hills.
Each of the ladies taught me a lesson.
I remembered Paulo Coelho -
'In magic and in life - there is only the present moment, the now '.
Why should I waste time to fathom Time?
Why do I think of not doing the deeds still undone?
People moves fast, grows and develops,
leaving behind a spectacular kaleidoscope
and say- Time passes by.
No retirement, no stop, it is only a superannuation.
I shall grow further, develop to its peer,
Work is the Mantra of Life.
In reality -
the journey begins from mother’s womb
and finishes to the dust.
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