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The days pass on fast
memories remain steadfast
to the empty times ahead
they stand as pillars hard

There are weakening moments
flashbacks drive out those moments
awareness eases the burden
memories become sweeter then…

The disheartened soul becomes sick
instances of past raises the memory’s wick
surroundings swiftly turn brighter
memories help  nurture character

Life becomes worthy to live on
Hope becomes ladder to climb on
Wishes become horses to ride on
Memories become anchor to hold on…

Looking back
               heart ponders over the past
which rolled over
            year after year fleeing fast
the playful days
and  months  and years…
i remember  those years
in  joyful  tears  !

Oh! how i wonder  
with an aching heart
would the dreamy days
of the  youthful  past
lingering on me  every starry night
return to me ever bright !

Looking  ahead  
i fear what’s foretold
And i pray the days  
never  to be rolled
fleeing fast in months  and years
for i know yester years weren’t of fears !!
                    
Thy  beauty  and splendor
Awes  my   spirit
Jealousy creeps in slowly…

Memories of old  love days  
Awakens  the  inner  soul
Heart sighs painfully…
And I wonder,  What’ll I do to
Leave as token for my eternal love
                 *
The setting Sun  in the horizon yet
slowly readying to dip in deep waters
crimson sky with wonderful hallow
birds flying  fast to their abodes
Young boys and girls splashing  water  
Playing throw ball and jumping
and  tucking under high waves  
some swimming in the murky sea,
their loud laughter filling the beach
with joyful  abandonment.

Grand parents driving in  horse carts
youngsters riding fast on horse backs
Camels with  small families on their mounts
Guided by their owners with a whip in hand  
small children building sand castles  
parents overlooking  their activities
and clicking photos  in mobiles
yes,  a Sunday evening to beat the heat
I sat guarding the baggage of my family
Watching all the fun, enjoying  the sea breeze,
with  peanuts in hand, waiting for them  to return.

Suddenly there were shrieks of  people
Children  running  around  and
people  rushing to gather them
calling out their dear ones.
when rain drops fell on my head and face
soaking wet  my shoulders with chillness  
I realized what’s the commotion is all about.

The beach wore a special look all of a sudden  
with a veil of pouring rain …
The fading sunset painted the crimson horizon
With patches of dark clouds decorating the sky
Like ******* beads dangling with pearldrops  
jingling the arena with sounds of joyous music
The sudden downpour filled the air with
Innumerable smell s- stench of fish water
Scents from the crowd, smell from eatable shops
Stink of horse, camel dung, dog **** and trash!

I gathered the baggage trying to protect them
within my arms and covering with  my dress  
running towards a nearby shelter at a shop
turning to see if any one rushed to help me
But the first rain drops mesmerizing them
they forgot me  and their belongings
Dancing and hugging in the first rain,
They were in a joyful world of laughter!

I am here all silent and stunned  
watching the happenings  around
unaware what’s going on
baffled by  tricky words of people
jostled  left, right and centre
awkwardness writ on my face
shame lingering all over me
yet, silent  to react  to the core!
B’cause I don’t know  yet
whats all this noise about
or what really happened
that I am picked for taking
all the outburst with  
vengeance and  ***** swears ..
.
While walking along footpath
a yellow clad figure of my size ran past
disappearing at the blink of eyes and
I turned around hearing all the noises
to be captured  and hurled
by a maddening crowd  with
stones pelting and sticks raised all over me !
I am  lying here all silent  and stifled
unable to  move or utter a word ;
I figured it as chain snatching
knocking down an old lady.
In  my  half conscious daze I realised
I was clad in yellow and that’s it!

When the seed of  enmity is sown…
Shocked mind dawdles  
    Anger takes its  seat
Startled brain malfunctions
   Germ of jealousy sets in
Pained heart  cries
   Hatred  straps  relations
Interest  fades away
   Vengeance  creeps in
Zeal dies away  
   Cunningness takes its position
Curiosity  passes off  
    Disillusionment  walks in
Passion loses identity
     Rivalry  spoils  relation
Keenness  to knowledge dwindles
     Harsh words  have no wisdom
Actions  become meaningless
    Despair leads to madness…

When the seed of love is scattered …
Words gain  wisdom
   Compassion binds the relation
Spirit of pride looks up  
    Actions have aim
Friendship and brotherhood grows
    Zeal and passion intensify
Progeny adds value to life
    Parentage gets importance.
Everything around looks colorful
  Life becomes meaningful…

So its for you and me to decide
Which seed to be chosen  ….
Seed of enmity or love
To make life worthy to live …

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