A poem dedicated to our daughter
Times have past in a frenzy , daughter divine ,
Since the day when I lifted you as a helpless baby,
To stare at you with pride without bounds ,
Wanting to shout , “Oh , how blessed I am ,
To have a daughter who is as sweet as this little one”
In those hapless days when the great God,
Was playing with my life like the gambler’s dice,
When for days together with tears in the brinks of my eyes,
I was staring at a hopeless future in the mid of cyclone of life.
When you opened your sweet little mouth to tell,
“Appa , I like you a lot”, I turned in to an acme of joy.
Years passed and everyday when I come back from office,
When you used to ask me “What have you brought today, Appa?”
I was speech less as well as answerless due to an empty purse,
But did I not tell you little one , ‘Heaps and heaps of unalloyed affection for you.”
You grew up in to a bundle of silken and golden affection ,
And when me used to dream and ask you “Who would be a scientist like me”
You without battling of an eye used to say , “Me Appa”
But I knew even then dreams seldom turn in to realty.
You became an intelligent and affectionate sweet little lass,
And the day came fast , when I had to wave my hands,
Helplessly and say to you . “Oh my god what shall I do without her?”
And the cruel God replied, “Wherever she is, she would love you,”
And you did that my little treasure and have become now,
The walking stick that I lean on at this very old age.
And when I stare at the future in a helpless fashion,
You always tell me “I love you Appa , Is it not enough?”