Goodbyes are not forever !

Standing up to a stoic silence,
She watches the love of her life,
Lying lifeless in the casket of flowers,
Travelling back in a time warp, 
She reminisces about the years gone by,
Their first glance of love, 
Stepping into a life together, 
They walked hand in hand,
Through the tribulations and triumphs of life,
Staying awake with their little tiny tots,
Laughing through the insane jokes, 
Being there for each other without a doubt, 
Sharing and Caring that lasted beyond the beat of a heart, 
Now she finds herself in a void that can never be fulfilled,
A loss that is irreplaceable and irreversible,
She holds back her tears,
To uphold the promise betrothed to her beloved,
She celebrates their love that will keep growing forever and more,
She kisses goodbye with a heavy bosom,
 With a longing that they will meet again near the heaven's door.

Ignorance is not always Bliss !!

The school bell rang,

The chaos descended into the orderly,

With all the little ones in the line, 

There was one missing,

The bright light shone through the hallway,

Her presence was like a soulful mannequin, 

Waiting for her friends, 

She was the docile one, 

With dreams of being heard, 

 Her existence was fabled,

 Few reaffirmed her presence, 

Many a seasons passed, 

Many a leaves withered,

 She finds herself the same mannequin in the hallway,  

 Today she has a voice to go with her soul, 

 Yet she is still not heard,

A thousand questions run through her mind, 

But she remains a silhouette and nothing more

   Thus ignorance has failed the world, 

For it stands bereaved, 

Of not knowing her charm. 

Thus the adage is not true, 

For Ignorance is not always bliss !!

Growing Up as Gabriel :)

I whispered  "Hosanna to the Highest" in a shy manner when I was told by mum to rehearse the part in our house. I was about 3 yrs old that time. A couple of years down the line and I was still in the band of angels repeating the same lines. The tiara and the wand were cut out of shiny silver paper. I loved wearing them and enjoy it till date whenever I get a chance which is almost rare :). As I grew up , I used to haggle mama on why I never got a chance to be somebody else. Invariably, I was always the angel. In order to soothe down my stubborn nerves, she used to tell me that angels were God's favorite kids and I was one of them. I used to ask her a lot of questions. I was told that we all have  guardian angel and they help us through times of despair.  I felt that being an angel was a big responsibility that was bestowed on me at such a tender age. I started taking these things very seriously and tried my best to make everybody happy.

 I was about 6 yrs old when I got to know that my parents marriage anniversary was around the corner. My grandma used to tease me on what would I gift them. That was huge predicament that I was faced due to the apparent shortage of  funds. The other day, I could hear the scrap dealer shouting "paper dedo , paise lelo" .  I ran into the house and searched for paper. During those days, we did not have newspapers being delivered at our place. I picked up the lantern and ran out. I asked him if he could take this. He took it happily and handed me over a 1 rupee coin. I tip-toed into the home feeling proud of my selling ability. I took the 1 rupee coin and went up to the nearby shop. I did not have an idea of what I wanted to buy. The shop keeper asked if I wanted the orange candies. I told him that I wanted to buy a gift for my parents and gave off the money to him. He giggled and told me that it was not enough. He told me that you should buy them a gift when you become big and start working. I came back dejected over the rejection. We used to have  frequent power cuts during those days. The dusk was upon us and the power went off. My dad started searching the lantern and could not find it. He was at his wits end after searching the entire house. I got scared and ran up to him. I told him that I had sold the lantern. He got angry and shouted at me. I started crying and ran straight to my mom. Later, my mom asked me why did I do it. I replied saying that I wanted to buy a gift to make them happy. My mom started laughing and hugged me.

She taught me an important lesson in life in simple words. She told me in Oriya and obviously in a way that a 6 yr old can understand but when I try to recollect her message..it flashes in my mind as :

 " Dear Mama..you are an angel but that does not mean that you can take shortcuts to happiness. Life is huge and you will have your own chances to make your near ones happy. You got to love everybody and be there for them when they need you. That's the best gift that you can give to both of us. You got to be the Gabriel wherever you can"

Well  I retired as Gabriel in the play :)  I know Gabriel was the "male" angel in many references but guess that's permissible :) Looking back all the years, I guess I now realize the significance of growing up as an angel.  There are few who choose to ignore the angelic side and many who nurture this side. I believe that people who walk into our lives out of nowhere to bail us out are angels. I am sure that all of you would relate to this when some stranger helped you out in some unknown way. Sometimes we become the strangers and help people out. Thanks to her, I try to keep my cool in this insane maddening world where envy is a prime and anger is a terror. I ain't perfect but we got to keep trying :) 

It would be wishful of me to wish that the angel in each one of us is dominant and the evil side is passive. The world would have been one happy party :D 

Keep the Gabriel alive ! "Put a Little Love in your heart and the world will be a better place" :)