Contradictions of life


My brother called me,

Said there was a bad news...

I haven't heard his voice this broken ever.

His best- friend, more than a brother 

Probably much more than that -

Passed away...

I was dumbfounded, no words-

Though I had never met this man in person-

I had known how deeply connected he was.

The shock doubled when I learnt-

He had taken own life!

He explained, how he was a man of principles,

How wonderful a human being he was!

He couldn't pin point why!

Deceased parents, no siblings-

When a domestic discontent brewed-

Probably he must have asked the question-

For whom? For whom to live this life for...

I heard my brother lament-

And I told, how I had even thought-

Of ending this life, one day, then...

I never had thought, that I would ever

Have shared this to him.

I remember that night,

Looking down from that roof top,

Thinking how should I execute...

Then it dawned to me-

Who will be in loss?

No one, but for my parents...

I have been nurtured-

Haven't given them the joy of my part.

I owe that, and for those days I should live.


When we have more orphans around,

We can always find reasons to live for.

We all might turn into orphans one day-

Find reasons to live-

There would be plenty...


When you are ready to drench-

For the sake of some one else's smile,

Your life becomes worthy.

There are many who would need you.

The wonderful smile of my friend-

Untiringly going for adoption, flash upon me-

I know she has dried tears underneath...

To do this, for herself and for her love-

Who has been snatched away by fate.

You may not be needed where you want it,

But open yourself, you deserve better.


May be you should ask the right question-

Can I spread a few smiles?

My brother, still in vague emptiness-

Unable to comprehend the loss said:

"He was someone who would 

Stand for you unconditionally."

Peace to that beautiful soul...

You were needed, Bhai.


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