This is a tribute to one of my dearest friends, whose son yesterday lost his battle with cancer. Words fail me, and I lack the strength even to reach out to her. May no mother ever have to bear such unbearable sorrow. The title of the verse has made me cry, Because the loss of a child is every mother’s greatest fear. A child grows stronger in his mother’s prayers Than first in her womb, and later in this world here. The first cry, first tear, first bruise, and first fall, Each hurts the mother far more than all Her child becomes her breaths,her sky,her sun, Her all reasons to live gathered in one. Even in her sleep, her lips softly pray For her dear ones night and day. All her smiles, all her tears, All her strengths, all her weaknesses and struggles Stem from and exist for her little one. A sneeze, a cough, a trembling tone of her child, Sends through her heart a chill unknown. The care she renders to her tender flowers Outshines the most dexterous gardeners. Newborn, infant, grown, o...
IN MEMORY OF MY BELOVED FATHER WHO LEFT US 23 YEARS BACK ON FEBRUARY 1, 2003 Life hadn’t come full circle, But you had to go. Go on a journey that has only one stop, And that stop was nothing but a full stop. No twists, no flips, No more turnabouts or roundabouts. The lethal wagon had no brakes, and its chauffeur was an expert, never missing the dead end. Once its wheels rattled, no other sound could be deciphered. Don’t you think you boarded that wagon a little early? You were needed by all, Because once you were gone, ascent suddenly transformed into a steep fall, For those who looked towards you whenever they faced a hue and cry. But perhaps the final hour of your life was beyond your power to postpone, Since it was predestined, and you had no choice but to be gone. I wish somehow you could know that The sun still shines bright in the sky, The moon still adorns the firmament every night. The wind blows, The rain falls, Crops grow and Seasons change. Everything moves incessantly. The...