Celebrate life in true sense

 

Celebrate life in true sense

 

Whole night I burnt like a charcoal

In the wee hours’ amber is still alive

The loose ashes glided all around

Letting everyone know that the fire is on

 

How do I douse that fire in me

Icewater seemed to be the best option

I wanted to soak as fast as possible

And also see that no blisters remain

For scars are scary

But here people had come to see me burn

So, my wish is no one’s wish

I had to burn

 

 

People moaned when I burnt

But none tried to stop the fire

I was of no use as soul had exited my body

Now I was a piece of earth ready to mingle

But, throughout life I had nourished this body

Not the Soul

For we go behind visible and neglect the invisible

Though the strength comes from invisible source

 

I took a long leap and carried myself little far

My family who wailed the most would understand, I thought

I dropped as a flake of ash at my son’s feet unnoticed

And he continued to wail on the shoulder of his sibling

A drop of tear soaked me finally and put me to rest

I kept mingling with mother earth all the while

Don’t know why playing with mud is called as,

you are soiled

And not projected as you are rooted or grounded

Is soil not our place of origin?

 

 

I wondered why was I fighting to be revived

Whom I loved had come to terms the moment my pyre was lit

They had arranged everything about my last rites

Oh, Yes, I recall that we as family had sat together and planned for everyone

I was to retire early to celebrate life in true sense

And for others, the path to future was so vivid and beautiful

So, I wanted to live to celebrate life in true sense

And here I let myself down and that is what I regret

 

Course correction is now no more an option

I can’t even tell people what I should have done

My bucket list kept piling up at a faster pace than deletion

Now everything burnt with me,

Every chip of ash being my items in the bucket list

Floating around begging to be fulfilled

But, alas, no one could hear me nor they could read it

I was happy though, as that drop from my son had quenched me

Finally, I mingled, dissolved into a world,

where aspirations and ambitions,

envy and prejudices have no space

All get equal opportunity to grow and flourish with mother earth

I am sure now I am going to celebrate life in true sense.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What if White had been black, and black had been white

 

What if white had been black

And black had been white

Would it be same on left, and right?

Or would same things be wrong and right

What if white had been black

And black had been white

 

 

Would crows become prettier

And ducks become strange

Would wicked heart be black

and young get aged

would the printed books look different?

and the cloud mean the same

 

What if white had been black

And black had been white

Would it be same on left, and right?

Or would same things be wrong and right

What if white had been black

And black had been white

 

Would the glamour of white skin going to die?

Would black become a symbol of celebration

And white to mourn

Would everything fair and fairy be white

Can sunlight give darkness

And nights be bright

Does this change everything whatever is in sight

 

 

What if white had been black

And black had been white

Would it be same on left, and right?

Or, would same things be wrong and right

What if white had been black

And black had been white

 

Would Angels still wear white

And the demons black

Would white be still the symbol of purity

And still would heart bleed white

whitewash may actually mean a black wash

has convincing lie to be white

and gory tales dark

Does this change everything whatever is in sight

 

What if white had been black

And black had been white

Would it be same on left, and right?

Or would same things be wrong and right

What if white had been black

And black had been white

 

Who decided on what is white?

And what is black

If whoever christened it changes it

Would the world be better, peaceful and harmonious?

Can racism, hatred vanish from the earth

Let us try once and change white into black

And black into white

And forget about what is wrong and what is right.