Ode to my Buds
“Life is what happens
When we are doing other things.”
Before I woke up,
I was in high school
Playing soccer in rain
And walking on hot tar without shoes.
After I woke up from my slumber
I found me in my sixties
My friends have retired
Their kids are married
And have kids
And I am waiting
For the passage to the other world
In the mean time
I saw the life reveal itself
In form of my kids
From birth to the adulthood
The pictures don’t lie
And make me realize
Their avatars
One stage driving to the next
In a continuous motion.
When I see the old pictures
With amazement
I relive
The first cries
The first steps
The first words
The first assignments in school
Wishing and wishing
If I could
To see them again in those avatars
And hold them as tiny babies
Of course
That will never happen
The void that was filled with joy
Grows bigger and bigger
To force me to accept
The fact that
Every day
Every motion and emotion
Are the scripts
That write the book of my life
If any day is not savored
It is a blank page for ever.
((*.*))
Babru
February 20, 2009
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