I was climbing in hurry
As I was in worry

I was on the gate of Cardio department
Few steps away from heart land

My father in law was in pain
I want no time to go vain

In the middle of gate
Met an innocent girl with her mate

Must underwent a surgery
Singing a poem from nursery

She was blowing off soap bubbles
She had no sign of trouble

I looked at her
She smiled at me

As if saying
"Blow off your worries
Do same as I do"

He was sitting on wheel chair
He was with his heir

On the way to become a skeleton
With very low Keratin

Looking here and there with dim eyes
Holding his chair tight

His son was standing at back
Giving him soft tap

His grandson was standing behind his father's back

It gave a sight
"This is how a life cycle rise"

Grand father knows
His end is near
But he has no fear

He prepared his will
Taught me few skills

When I die
Don't cry
Take me to PGI

Donate my body
My liver is right
My kidneys are bright
My eyes have sight

Don't waste time
If organs not chime

Still it will be good for research
How this old man go for long life search

When they return my body
Take me for electric cremation

I don't want to cut down any tree
To make my body free

Yes, I am rejected
I am a picture which doesn't fit in their frame

Sometime people in merit are not to be selected

This is what I was told

May be having 30 years of experience
And over all incharge of many events

But
You are not as smart as your junior

Might be having very good interpersonal relationships
With students and parents

Might have spent 30 years with full dedication

What can we do if you are a silent worker?

Indeed you are strong pillar of our school
Still we can't select you as principal

SORRY

A small neem plant was grown
by an old man in his late eighties
Outside the boundry wall of his house

He looked after  it everyday
He grew some cactus for its safety

Neem plant was growing into a tree
Old man was becoming more elderly

Old man took few leaves every day
To keep himself fit

After few more years
Old man was unable to come down
From first floor to ground floor

One day I saw old man was talking to tree
"Now you are too strong
But I am too weak to walk"

I saw neem tree grew in more height
It increased its branches to reach the railing of old man's house

To my surprise one day
Old man was plucking the leaves
From first floor of his house

Neem tree was showing its gratitude
By offering its leaves to its saviour.