“Always happy, happy and happy”




Received with gratitude


The warmth your welcome bears.


May be not as much as I’d wish


When you say “always happy”,


And a little booze here or there


At times may not be a bad idea.


But the ability to cherish and to love,


To bear one-another and forgive;


I think, must be the ultimate pill.


So I’m always high on curiosity:


Why this evades humanity?


How do we make this discovery?


That love and forgiveness


Hold our universe in place


And steady the aged fingers of God.


Why do we pick guns instead of roses?


Why do we create bombs instead of bonds?


Why do we say stupid instead of sorry?


Why do we fight for “God”


When we scarcely know Him?


All the same, thanks, my good friend, Bishu.

Author's Notes/Comments: 


Written 14:00 hrs on 29th June 2013 in response to a comment on my poem “LITTLE-MINDED FOLKS”.


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Little-minded Folks


In the larger world, greater


Men are sempiternally stirred to greater


Challenges by the whirlpool of change.


But little-minded folks never cease to amaze me.


With feeble hearts tossed about by every ill wind,


They flutter to mindless frivolities


In their immediate milieu


And engage in fierce battles


Against shadows


Cast in the darkling recesses


Of their bemused minds.




Within international boundaries


Little-minded folks engage in a battle of colour.


Within national boundaries


They engage in a battle of tribe and religion.


Within state boundaries


They engage in a battle of community.


Within community boundaries


They engage in a battle of family.


And within family boundaries


They kill their own brother for nothing.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a two-versed poem penned by me on the way to my office at 7:15 Am, 25th June 2013. Once again I wondered how much trouble the world has seen in the hands of persons whose minds rarely transcend the mundane.

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