Sunday, May 11, 2014

Mothers Day Special

It was his wish to be born, though it wasn't the right time,
Time was premature yet he insisted on being born
Mother had no choice 
Though she pleaded and pleaded for him to stay and become strong.
But he was stubborn and refused to relent.
So Mother was rushed to hospital where the men-in-charge did a bad job.
A lot of blood was lost from both Mother and Son.
Both lives in peril, but both got through.
And so he was born, born without the strength.
Born without the conscience but born all the same.

Son was a rebel and refused to listen.
Refused reason, refused balance.
But Mother loved him dearly and gave him more than what she had.
She gave him milk and nursed him to health. 
As his strength grew he began to hate his Mother.
Because of you I was weak said he to his Mother.
But Mother only smiled and apologised for no fault of hers.

Son grew up into with a lot of rage within him.
He wanted to smash and thrash and tear apart everything around him.
But he dint dare say anything outside as he knew he was weak.
So he showed his anger on his Mother, he knew who was meek.
He threatened her, beat her, stole from her and yet society did not intervene.
Mother and Son, why should we interfere they said.

The time was ripe, the neighbourhood Ruffian observed.
The time was ripe to influence Son.
Ruffian’s show of strength impressed the Son.
The recklessness, the inhumanity, the killing power of the Gun.
He wanted one of his own and the Ruffian obliged.
He took it and did the first thing that came to his mind.
He threatened his Mother with it.
Mother saw what had become of Son 
Disappointed she bought a Gun for herself
Not to harm but to protect.

Mother cursed herself for not holding on
On the day he was born.
If only She had held her own that day
Son wouldn't have turned on Mother this way.



Happy Mothers Day to India!!!

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