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DOORIYAN

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DISTANCE-DOORIYAN

        

       The sneaking distance … dooriyan had germinated long ago. But it had begun to flower only now. I wasn’t aware of it nor was my God. And there weren’t any signs of it either. Not even a whoosh of an air. Even when the roots beneath may have been screaming about it, for a long time now. In the hope of a bright future perhaps, the venom was held back, for far too long. So, on the face of it there wasn’t even a chisel of hate but no one knew what was brewing inside.

    He had parted long ago. Shama then, was young. And what followed was a serpentine struggle, all the way to get her children up to the root and wings in the hurricane of life. Affluence had eluded her and miseries had surrounded her. Where, I had sneaked in as her isthmus between the devil and the deep blue sea that is the horrid present and the unseen and unknown future. She kept accepting in warm grace, things I was doing for her and feigned happiness all the while in return. But the tempest was only building in her. Perhaps, she was angry with her own destiny and the person who had written it but she couldn’t have challenged him. The damning offshoots of which, she had even passed it on to her children for the final onslaught that was still to come.

    Uneasy years had flown by and her challenges had somewhat leveled. Life was beginning to smile at her again as she had almost passed the upstream. But hatred is the steepest upstream they say. And all throughout her overwhelming jinx I thought I was her steersman but she had carved me as the conman.

    For all the unpleasant things that had ripped her life, she now wanted a villain to blame squarely and that was me. Perhaps, she was blindfolded when she encountered destiny and later thought it was just another me. She delighted in praising select others for all the good things that had happened in her life and for the incorrigible turmoil and shaky vicissitudes it was me. She walked around with upbraided vanity claiming all the ancestry as she gradually passed the lethal baton to her restless children who were breathing fire.

    Time had flown in an unsurprising gush. There were murmurs one day that the villain too had parted or was he done away with. No one knew. But there were smiles and the wicked smiles all around. She had sighed in ecstasy after an eon. It was all bright and beautiful around her. As, she, had finally attained complete, unquestionable ancestry. The villain had finally gone.

    Ceremoniously her time kept ticking and with that her ambitions kept upgrading until one day Shama saw the first spectre of another villain in her life and this time it was her own grown up child.

posted by Kamlesh Tripathi

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POETRY: EERIE WAYS OF TIME

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By Kamlesh Tripathi

TIME 2 TIME 3 TIME

EERIE WAYS OF TIME

 

IN THE SPATE OF TIMES,

IT WAS ALWAYS A MIX OF GOOD AND BAD TIMES,

BUT ALL OF IT WAS TIME’S TIME,

FOR I NEVER OWNED AN IOTA OF TIME,

AND TIME APPEARED LIKE A BORROWED RHYME.

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AND IN THIS ERRATIC WORLD OF MINE,

NO ONE COULD RULE OVER TIME,

AND HAVING CONQUERED THE WORLD,

ONE STILL LOST TO TIME.

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WHILE I CURSED BAD TIMES,

I LONGED FOR GOOD TIMES,

BUT THIS EERIE FAMILY OF TIME,

NEVER GAVE ME A STEADY TIME.

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IN CERTAIN MOMENTS AEONS HAPPENED,

AND IN CERTAIN AEONS ONLY MOMENTS COULD HAPPENED,

BUT IN THE GRAPH OF TIME,

EVERYWHERE EVERY TIME SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENED.

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 IT NEVER LET ME REST,

AS IT NEVER RESTED ITSELF,

ALWAYS KEPT ME ON MY TOES,

EVEN WHEN IT HAD NO TOES.

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AGELESS, SPEECHLESS, SOUNDLESS,

COLOURLESS, ODOURLESS, SHAPELESS, STARELESS,

YET IT COMBATS THE MIGHTIEST,

AND SAVES THE DAINTIEST.

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IT HAS NO RELIGION,

NO PLACE OF WORSHIP,

NO COUNTRY IT BELONGS TO,

AND NO PLANET IT COMES FROM.

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YET WHEN I LOOK BACK,

I FIND I WAS NEVER WITHOUT TIME,

WHETHER GOOD OR BAD,

NEVERTHELESS I WAS ALWAYS IN THE COMPANY OF TIME.

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AND THEN ONE DAY IT SMILED AND SAID,

I AM YOUR FRIEND, YOUR MENTOR AND YOUR MIRROR OF LIFE,

FOR WHEN YOU DO GOOD TO OTHERS I MAKE YOU SMILE,

AND WHEN YOU HURT I MAKE YOU CRY.

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AND IN TIMES OF CRISIS,

I AM THE BIGGEST HEALER,

AND AS YOU TREAD YOUR JOURNEY,

I FOLLOW YOU AS YOUR HEALER.

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SO LEARN TO RESPECT THY TIME,

AS YOU WON’T GO FAR IF YOU WASTE TIME,

FOR GOOD-TIME IS SCARCE,

IN THIS WORLD OF CRIME.

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AND WHETHER THIS WAY OR THAT WAY,

TIME WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU EITHER WAY,

AND AS TIME SAYS,

THAT’S MY EERIE WAYS.

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