Forty fifth mile stone
A poem on the eve of his forty fifth anniversary
Forty five years back , on this day me and my wife ,
Started walking together in the way of life,
To me who had only lonely walks till then,
This walk with a companion gave a very great joy .
The initial steps of any path normally are rough ,
But we two learned to adjust to that roughness,
And learned to ignore the stones and thorns in that path.
Since the path was crowded by people known only to me ,
My companion did feel very nervous and very lonely,
Then came out, our storms, cyclones , tempests and tsunamis ,
Making both of us totter and about to fall .
Both of us the walkers on the great path of life ,
Believed that there is a great God whom we loved ,
And all these events that make us rock would go away.
They did and suddenly the path became a heaven of flowers,
Due to the arrival of little treasure of gems , who boosted our resolve ,
“We would walk , we will not fall , for we were three then.”
We had soon one more little one , a treasure and gem of our life .
In that path of life , the four of us fought for every inch that we have to go,
There were times, when the path became dark and difficult ,
Since we were four , we found our way by each of us laughing aloud.
One by one those new companions found other companions and other paths
And again we both were left alone in that way.
But not for long because God sent us four of his angels,
To Babble , chatter ,hug , kiss , laugh and to cry.
Several mile stones have passed after that ,
Several of our friends had found their way to God,
But today we see the forty fifth mile stone big and bright.