Unilluminated and Barren my soul becomes
When there is no raindrop of yours,
Breathless and wingless my body becomes
Whene there is no tree of yours,
Hopeless my life seems
Without your blanket of hope.
Dad, It was Saturday,1999
When you cried and smiled at the same time
Like Vasco Da Gama when he discovered India,
When I was a small baby
You Carried me all the time like kangaroo
Providing safety under your shelter
Inflicting all the joys and comforts
And taking all my pains.
Hard work and persistence
Run in your d.N.a
Whether it’s hiding emotions
Or smiling with pain
You are the true master of it.
In darkened and uncombed forest life
You are the sunlight in it
You are the unconditional love
You are my dawn
You are my raging fire.