A Happy birthday
poem ,
By
Raja Thatha
I am sure
all but the
young ones would agree with
me that
, A man really needs wife as a
companion only when he really becomes
old. Without her by his side ,
he becomes miserable.Here is an ode to my old wife:-
Wife mine , you came to my home ,
As a pretty , lovely
lady companion to me,
Those were
the days when I thought ,
That you were brought
there to act as my slave,
To fulfill all the
wishes that I had in my mind.
Slowly times changed , you became
a lovely mother ,
And I found that
your attention to me was halved,
And I too was very busy those days in the rat race ,
To earn more and more important positions and more
and more wealth,
You were
sweet Mummy to my kids , capable nurse to my parents,
Great manager of all
my affairs including wealth ,
A wonderful cook , whom I could not miss even for a day,
And teacher and
trainer to my kids
when they grew up,
But I was
just another scientist and nothing else .
Parents mine and that
of yours bid farewell when their time came,
And the kids in our home developed wings and flew away,
Leaving both of us in the
lonely hellish nest that we are in today,
And my office decided that
this oldie is of no use and should retire.
The happy busy lovely home which was
filled with laughter and smiles.
Was turned
in to a grave of
simple silence.
Whenever the little babies of children came to visit us,
Our faces
were filled with smile and joy ,
But they too returned back to their homes,
Leaving the eerie , tasteless and suffering silence of
loneliness.
My golden Chellam , you are my
only companion now ,
And I feel like singing . “Jaya reme , Manorame , mama dehi
Karavalambam*”.
And even without that singing , you knew that without you,
I
was not even a big zero but
a tiny , tiny nothing,
But you did not mind for
you are to me now,
Friend , nurse , guide , manager
and a psychotherapist,
And you do not mind all these
jobs ,
For you want
to be my everything till both of
us part.
A Very happy birthday
darling and let more such birthdays come,
For without you as a companion
, I do not want to live.
Raja
*”Oh Jaya Lakshmi , Oh stealer
of minds , give me the
support of your hands.”
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