O life...
O life! For once talk to me
I am looking for some answers
Members of my family, hordes of my friends
Revered my teachers – so quite & solemn
I tried to ask everyone
What makes us what we are?
Everyone said something
But nobody was very clear
Whatever little they uttered
Hardly made any sense
It lacked precision and clarity
And it lacked coherence
My friends said “Are you mad?”
Right now all such thoughts are bad
This is the time to enjoy, chill and relax
Very soon you will be worrying
About job, bills, rent, loans & tax
This is the time to worry about your looks
Work out for your muscles
& Take leave of your books
Watch movies, play poker & hunt for a date
Such philosophy is not good for you mate!
Ephemeral is youth & too short is life
Take all the bites and relish
While you still have an appetite.
My family did not allow at all
Any such frivolous discussion
Study & career they said
Must be your only mission
Take care of your grades
& Read all the books on the shelf
Get through a good college &
Life will take care of itself
You need to be responsible
Every eye is on you
Competition out there is immense
& Opportunities too few
Kill your desires forget all dreams
Suppress your heart
As much though it screams
Obey us until we are paying your bills
Once you become self-reliant
You will be free & interference will be nil
My teachers were never open to such discussion
Unquestioned obedience they wanted
& Did not appreciate any deviation
Discuss we can only if it is in the syllabus
Anything out of that they said
Hardly serves any purpose
Classroom hours are so less
& Curriculum so vast
Hardly we can do justice
When we have to teach that fast
And if that was not enough
Fate sent us a student like you
Not satisfied by syllabus & asking
Things such radical and new
The things you want to know
Are beyond the scope of class
Don’t dwell on these thoughts too much
My dear! You also need to pass
Every one told me whatever they felt
Answers to my question though, I did never get
I followed what they told me
And I did what they asked
The question somehow lingered
Somewhere deep inside
The target that was set for me
Is now acquired and achieved
My family friends & teachers
Are now very much relieved
But the quest to search deep never died
I wonder how long the answers could hide
So life! I ask you to come and reply
Fulfill my quest that others could not satisfy
What makes me what I am?
I need this to know
However “hard to get” you my play
I will never let it go.
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जवाब देंहटाएंyaar... kya kahu... im speechless.... ise pad kar aisa laga jaise ki this is exactly what is happening with me.. and yaa.. to get the ans of "What makes me what I am?" start reading geeta and upnishadas...
जवाब देंहटाएंwill keep that in mind :)
जवाब देंहटाएं