Poets poem

On the move, constant yet aimless
with a partner made of steel,
Carrying the dreams +desires of a wom+well travelled road

On the move, no control or purpose,
led by the silver beast
to which I have bestowed the remnants of my destiny…

Pray for Rahul and Madhura

This post is to request all you guys to pray for Rahul and Madhura. Rahul and his wife while heading to their home, were hit by a SUV. Rahul injured his hand and is out of danger. He is just physiaclly unhurt but is going through a emotinal turmoil. His wife is in a critcal state. She is a selfless, down to Earth. delightful and a pleasent human being. She is struggling for life and is on life support system with very low chances of survival. We are all waiting for a miracle to happen as she has a major brain injury. She is so good and i beleive that we need a person like her more in our WORLD than in any other. Rahul words “I am not crying for her but for myself, what would happen of me, how would i live. It would have been better if we both had gone” keep echoing in my head. How helpless GOD makes us feel. I feel bad to question GOD’s existence but in painful , devstating losses like these , i do question to myself. When my Mama(uncle) died, i was so young to express but felt and still feel his absence. My family say “His love for me is indescribeable”. Than i lost my youngest sister another loss I was not prepared for. She was an amazing girl. I remember feeling sad, anger, empitiness, helplessness all at the same time. Then i lost the person i idealized, a man worth calling a HUMAN, selfless giving soul. I loved him, I miss him so much. He is my Grandpa and I will not let his presence die from me. None of the adjectives help, whenever i want to write about him. He pampered, loved me, sponsered my toffies, Kampats, Kulfi’s , Malai’s etc. I always felt like his trusted lieutanent. I was and always proud to be by his side. Though he was ill since long and struggling from cancer, i could never bring myself to reality that he would physically leave us. My heart still aches for him and my eyes still cry to get a chance to see him . He is so fresh in my memory from his smell to his jokes. I will always keep you alive ABBU.

I can understand how Rahul might be feeling. Its a difficult time for him and for all of us . I have always heard ” prayers help”. So lets all pray for them and their familiy. How can GOD do such a thing with such good people, i fail to understand. I understand that everyone has to go but its not her time. She is so Young. God, you can’t take her, we need her more than you.PLEASE…

[IF]

If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!

–Rudyard Kipling

“Che” liked it and so do I…