To Forgive And Forget Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

To Forgive And Forget

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When it was ten minutes to lunch bell,
my Chemistry lecturer completed teaching.
I swivelled to my right and looked out.
I was surprised and embarrassed
to see my mother and her sister
standing beside the walkway.
I went out with his nod and asked my mom:
' Why did you come here? '.
' Just to see your college', said
my mother in amazement.I led them out.

Walking some ten kilometres in the hot Sun,
from her Sun-baked birth place,
she came there.The lunch bell rang in my ears.
I got some cheap snacks and drinks for them
and sent them back to reach home before sunset.

I strolled back to hostel mess, with my friend.
I couldn't eat non-veggie food.
I told my friend about the sudden arrival
and departure of my illiterate mother,
clad in a cotton sari with sparse gold chains.
' You are not a man at all.If you had told me,
I would have brought them here for lunch', he said.
He had carried me through tense situations.
Yet he didn't speak to me for two more days.

I went home in the vacation and pleaded with
my mother to forgive me for sending them back
in hunger without taking rest for awhile.
'It's nothing.I felt sorry for not bringing you cash',
she said and continued clearing the weeds in our fields.
My mother's great heart forgot it and it felt no need
to forgive her son.But my sleepless mind
reminisces often that day in my college
and feels remorseful.
My mother has left this world but my heart.
Till I breathe last, her memories will give me
a healing touch to my tearful heart.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I studied my B.Sc in ANJA College, Sivakasi during 1968 to 1971.If the readers find this a poem, let me dedicate this piece to my friend
Prof. Palaniyandi, A.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 21 July 2012

My mother has left this world but my heart. Till I breathe last, her memories will give me a healing touch to my tearful heart. Everyone of us may have a story or two of this nature. Mothers are the selfless people in the world and I admire each and every one of these responsible mothers..For the confession and your dear mother 10 marks, Sir.

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Captain Cur 20 July 2012

Wonderful, wonderful poem which gives your mother great honor and I am sure she is smiling on you now! This reminds me of Dickens, Great Expectations when Pip's sisters husband who raised him as his son comes to visit him in London and he is embarrassed because Joe is illiterate. Very well written.

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Rajendran Muthiah

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Madurai District, Tamil Nadu, India.
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