Best Poems From
(28th August 1961)
Is It The Way
A Jawan deployed to curb insurgency was abducted
and later on found brutally strangulated by the insurgents
The mutilated body was seen deserted in the desolate jungle path
He was the lone earning member of a poor farmer's family
On whose income the five member family was solely dependent
The body was brought to the native village in a cavalcade
for its last rites, the mother got fainted and went in to coma
When all others in the family screamed, the septuagenarian father
looked at the deceased body closely and questioned to the gathering
utterly blank, is it the way to raise revolution
and bring a change in the present political and social system?
He had not seen him nor with him
there was any interaction
But the tabloid editor went on
publishing malicious articles
against him, even delved in to his
personal life twisting the truth
He tolerated patiently and did not
feel in haste to react or comment
The news spread like wild fire and gossip
against the innocent person
started in the locality by the people
who relied on the aborted news?
And dared to ridicule him
Gradually people came to know the fact
They were taken aback and pondered as to how
a person who lives on pride and self esteem be bad
The integrity of the editor
was questioned almost by every one
He realised the blunder committed by him
Some people who were disgruntled on the person
for his bold official action had
approached the editor to malign
the image of the person for petty obligation
He succumbed to the allurement and could not
with stand the temptation but became
a victim of their malafide intention
He did not care for the public opinion
But could not answer to his own conscience
As he caused damage to a righteous person
He repented and decided to end the relation embittered
One day landed up gracefully in the chamber
of the person and begged to forget
what has happened for his misconception?
The remorse did not end there
more he met the person, more he became
apologetic and solicited pardon
In the mean while the tenure of the person
in that place in question came to an end
While winding up the establishment
the editor reached the place after a long interval
and requested the person to join a dinner
tonight hosted in his honour
The person who was almost grieved
amazed for the relationship with the editor
that once again established afresh
And immersed in himself with the realisation
that ultimately the truth triumphs.
The septuagenarian woman was seen from the den
Peeping outside through the dilapidated fence
It could not escape the eye of the curious journalist
Who immediately proceeded to the shelter of the old lady?
While interacting with her the journalist marked
The absolute contentment with her as she was found
Cheerful during the entire period of the meeting
Her voice was clear and firm
She did not flutter at any point of time at all
And replied all the questions asked to her promptly
The journalist became surprised
Seeing the lady jovial was amidst abject poverty.
Almost an emptied hut having a little belonging
Was her only assets and there was no sign of peril at all
What is the secret of your happiness? The journalist asked.
My contentment lies in what I do have, she replied.
How do you maintain your subsistence?
I am getting two hundred rupees towards my Old-Age pension
I purchase 10 Kg rice for Rs.20/- per month.
Spend another 100 rupees towards my household expenditure
Wherein grocery and all other requirements are inclusive
What do you do with balance 80 rupees per month?
I save them. Pay as gift to my daughter.
Purchase essential things,
And supplement her during different festive occasions.
Look! I have no further requirement of anything,
I am happy with the meager income and assets
I do have in my possession.
The journalist could not believe his ears.
Probably this is the lowest income of a person
During his long public career he has ever encountered.
In spite of the least income she has no dearth of money.
She fortifies all her dreams with the amount
And remains happy all along
When people having plenty have no satisfaction at all
He thanked himself as his persistent endeavor succeeded
To find an enchanted person
Ultimately, he could meet the delighted woman
Who seems happy always having no sign of distress in her face?
With only a little amount of pension she remains happy
Unlike the other persons who are disgruntled even
With lofty sums credited to their accounts recurrently.
He recalled his experience with the woman
And bemused with the feeling
That wealth does not buy happiness all the time for someone.
We were together for some time
He was a good friend but a bad family man
He had his own rules in life. Thus,
did not care to take up anyone's advice
As a result, developed many bad habits in the long run
And his vices got him trapped now and then
Neither his wife nor children could persuade him
to give up his undesirable habits
All efforts of near and dear ones went in vain
to dissuade him from wrong doings
Day by day the situation went out of control
Eventually the unwanted that was to happen
as the consequence of the misdeeds happened
He was declared bankrupt by his bankers
The sudden blow of this unanticipated occurrence shattered him
He became emotionally devastated and suffered a massive brain stroke
And ultimately succumbed to that fatal mishap
His bereaved family members had no words to mourn the untimely demise
On the other hand they all were cursing their fate
As no alternate source of livelihood was available at hand
They worriedly started looking immediately for a makeshift dwelling place
I witnessed as a mute spectator to all such incidents
those so fast happened to the family of an errant friend
Who was so reckless in life and never careful
The misfortune that befell distressed the family entirely
could have been eschewed effectively with self restraint
and self realisation of only one man
That has been perturbing me again and again since then.