Monday, January 18, 2021

Legacy: The Beginning of a New Start

10:49 PM, a strange number to haunt
But through a disturbed night this does taunt. 

I cannot imagine being in that room
Alone with warriors trying to wade off doom.

Yet is it? Or is it blessed release? 
The relentless pain for her now ceased. 

The soul, the breath, the life of a person dear
Leaves; Now just body as a shell we can see clear.

The cremation is more a ritual for those living
Something to do in the process of grieving.

Each has a unique take on what it must be
But what matters is not the mores of society.

She was loved. She will be missed. 
She will in memories and actions and beliefs onward live. 

That is a legacy enough. That is the important stuff. 
Bathing. Burning. Fasting. Feasting. Coping with emotions rough,

What comforts her loved ones is all she will want.
That is the goal. This is the beginning of a new start.

- Written on 14 January 2021 night/15 January 2021 Morning.
- A bereavement in the family on 13 Jan 2021. 
10:49 PM was the time on the sheet and it has stuck in my head and dreams. Hmm. 

Happy Birthday Sanju Saumi!

The twins: unique, distinct from each other
Yet so bonded, their names we ever say together.

The two scholars, one an Engineer, the other a Doctor
The ultimate of a South Indian family's Dream Achievers

Never stopped there and flew to higher places
Managing more responsibilities as if they were natural phases.

Never bemoaning, 
Through busy schedules still connecting

The twins, friends through all the times
I am so proud to have been a part of our childhood crimes.

The twins: loving, affectionate, tolerant (more so now)
Still wonder, still learn, still grow, still humble through all this and more.

To you two achievers, I say this today,
Sanju and Saumi, Happy Birthday!

Wish you all that makes you happy
Always Blessed Be.

- Written on 2 Jan 2020.
- Wishes to the first Twins I know. Faridabad Overachievers. 

Kickback, Relax

Dreams deferred, money a common thread
Productivity or the lack of is over what we fret. 

Am not trying to be Pollyanna, but folks have a heart
Hope wins nothing much, but does it does not hurt to with it start.

All of us are tired, I so agree
To kickback and just read would be a treat. 

So let's make it happen, let's not worry
About making it perfect, let it be messy. 

A book club or a film one or both or more or none
We can carve time and let our stress be undone.

Midweek blues, Midweek yearning
For that time, some time for just lazing. 

Wish you that and more
Sleep well, leave aside those chores.

- Written on 13 January 2021.
- In a class group (TISS Language Education 1n2) in response to discussions there by the students. 

Friday, January 01, 2021

Happy New Year! Happy 2021!

Happy New Year! 

I write long, rambling odes this time of the year.

Presenting the gist - the Last three lines that are the crux.

Among years I hope 2021 has in abundance golden days.
Peace, Cheer, Reason the world over, I wish for
Oh Yes! Also Vaccines, Health and Equity for all. 😊

Have a Great 2021! 
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For the more kind and merciful and patient among you here is the longer one. Read at your own risk.
Yes I know I have left out many many things good and bad, but here goes. 

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This year was confounding,
My annual litany may be too.
My feelings I am just expressing
As to 2020 we bid adieu.

Parasite won the Oscars, a delight. 
Brexit became official, no one knew their plight. 
Harry and Meghan exited the Royal House, 
The world seemed to not know to cheer or to grouse.

India began 2020 with ongoing protests. 
Selective inclusion led to much unrest. 
And then we proved no matter the party, 
With curfews anew, we practiced unity. 

Yes, we played the blame game
Yes, stupidity and racism did hold sway
But largely the heart was in the right place
Difficult decisions through a pandemic we faced. 

And yet the class barriers stayed
The rich became richer, the poor more displaced
The migrant walk who can forget
We talked CAA, but our own on their own we left. 

Now the Farmers' Protest is underway, 
Again capitalism tries to persuade. 
Is a ‘free’ market worth all the clauses
Are we counting gains where there are losses? 

Be it Amphan or the Australian bushfire
Multiple events showed how close we are to the wire. 
As viruses respected no borders,
In the lockdown, nature showed her wonders. 

As we stayed in, Nature took her rightful place
But soon we again succumbed to pollution's haze
One thing we seem to need to learn still
We can change if only we will. 

Economy is not that difficult to manage
 We can make do with less when lives are at stake 
But while a small virus holds us in thrall
To combat Climate Change we still stall. 

The educated and the rich are a dangerous combination
Their privileges to sustain seems their ambition. 
And yet world over protests proved 
When it matters, to action we are moved. 

Statues came down, streets flooded
Governments were petitioned and largely heeded
Black Lives Matter, a global movement
But Dalit lives from this drive are still far removed. 

Suicides and Sushant and Nepotism and Drugs
We latched on to events and merrily gave up
We lost Rishi Kapoor, Irfan Khan and Chadwick Boseman to cancer. 
But the Selfish Gene maybe our worst danger.

Yet, religion bowed to science and shut its doors
Politics cast aside; For God's sake the Middle East had peace goals.
Yes Indo-China tensions are on the rise
Tempers are monitored; we know there is a price. 

We live and breathe alternate realities
Social Dilemma showed us but we refused to believe
Truths are a matter of perspective even if they be fantasies
Fact checking we leave to for-profit companies.

Struck gold this year, did Prime and Netflix
1992 was strangely a delight to revisit,
Online we lived, creating more microcosms
We cared not for the widening chasms.

We want what we want now
To success and work and money we bow
Yet some of us have worked to serve
Some of us have honed our selves.

Sonu Sood inspired, Jacinda Arden too,
The essential workers: doctors, nurses, sweepers.
Perhaps now our workers we will better value
As white collar was superseded by the blue.

Maybe the future protagonist will be the BMC sweeper, 
The overworked, underpaid Covid-19 survey administering teacher
May be the nurse wielding the swab or the vaccine
May be the transport worker ensuring our ease.

May be the delivery personnel. May be the local grocer.
As we locked in we learnt who provided what better. 
So to 2021, I proceed with hope and gratitude. 
I hope with reason and justice we will cease to feud. 

I know there will always be some who will stay in the fair lanes, 
Among years I hope 2021 has in abundance golden days.
Peace, Cheer, Reason the world over, I wish for
Oh Yes! Also Vaccines, Health and Equity for all. 😊 

Happy New Year!
Have a Wonderful 2021.

- Written on 31 Dec 2020/1 Jan 2021.
- Obviously. 
- Context and References GOOGLE please.