8 year old Tara found them drenched to the skin in the rain,
Crouched silently on the wet soil, fragile and meek, their eyes reflecting hunger and pain –
But, little did she know, as she carried them home, that she would never again have to be alone,
Little did she know, she finally had found the family she could call her own,
Little did she know they would soon become an irrevocable piece of her heart,
Little did she know that her furry four-legged friends would stick to her, until death did them apart!
There are potholes splayed open, there’s dung of animals splattered across, there’s garbage spewed in abundance, in every micron of space you find,
There are barricades drawn on every side, troughs ploughed out for projects that have been left far behind,
There are sidewalks (detours now, to motorists in traffic) that don’t have space anymore for pedestrians to walk,
There are share-autos drivers who find every traffic signal imperative to balk,
Phew! You really don’t have a choice, do you, but to watch your step as you go,
Because, with the Indian roads, clearly, you just never know!
In pursuit of what we desire,
In the chase to quench that undying fire,
We aspire, conspire, face consequences dire,
Willy-nilly, we remain until we tire, until what we want we acquire.
Remains behind the scene,
A tad too hesitant to be seen,
She works her way into everyone’s heart,
For her magic lies in her skills, in her art!
Your time, you invest,
Spend it doing what gives you your zest,
With people who’ll stand by you, even when you’re a pest,
Create moments that’ll become the reason for your smiles, brightest!
Why be shallow, when you have a world so wide,
Why close yourself into a shell when you can open your mind; let yourself unwind,
Why live alone when together, you can be,
Why chain your emotions when you can set them all free!
There are people who enter your lives for a reason, perhaps to teach you an important lesson? They consume your time, your energy, your positivity, then suddenly leave you bereft of it all. You begin to wonder, what went wrong – what is it that you had said or done that has led to this, and try all that you can to figure out, to set the equation back alright,
Only to go through doom all over again.
Let go. Let go of them. Happily. ‘Cause no one is indispensable. No one is important enough for you to lose your sanity over. Let the efforts be mutual. Only then does it become an equation.