When weather turns fine
Split bamboos using
From branches swings hanging.
Time for learning Sanskrit
Tuition from Narayanan Pundit
As a school optional language
Needing hard work and courage.
In time got familiar
With a language used in times earlier
Kalidas`s Raghuwamsa
And the courtly skills of Chanakya.
Daily readings of the Gita
Coping with Sanskrit slokas
A deep insight it gives
For a life meaningful to live.
Nelliampathy Hiils looming
With rains, waterfalls cascading
In summer dryness, forest fires raging
A spectacular night vista forming.
The Hills from anywhere seen
For anyone to these parts have been
A distinct regional landmark
As a warm welcoming mark.
Rejoicing in springtime
Bamboo tightly held
On narrow seat balanced
Pushed to get started
By body and leg movements gets lifted.
Children, girls, women in the moonlight
A welcome pastime in the cool night
Singing in motion
Forgetting all caution.
In summer`s scorching heat
Wayfarers given a treat
To wayside buttermilk in pots earthen
Or Sarsaparilla with jaggery well taken.
Bathing here an experience unique
In a cool water pond getting such a kick
Easing oneself into water
Down slimy steps must not falter.
August, 15th, 1947, Indian Independence
Freed from foreign dominance
At midnight the Union Jack Lowered
India`s tricoloured flag hoisted.
Nation-wide joy and celebrations
The national anthem in united declaration
Of a free people with hopes anew
For all challenges ready and true.
In January the next year tragedy strikes
Deep sorrow at its height
Mahatma Gandhi`s assassination
By someone with a conviction.
The world dumbstruck
Indians thunderstruck
He saw independence won
Nehru`s tryst with destiny had begun.
People with different ideologies
Clashing sometimes in a free country
An ideology backed by a world view
Believing in what they think is true.
Some driven to action
Sometimes violent in reaction
A new order in the making
History now itself repeating
MPP
PJ
14.8.2016
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