FATHER OF A NAMELESS SON – all about loving ur parents

I’m standing in my balcony and it’s very cold
My eyes are weak, but I still see the sign on my only property, which says ‘to be sold’
I now have a thin body and my wife and I are both eighty year old
She is ailing and lying on the sofa shivering with her hands fold
Nowhere to go and no one to talk with and behold
No choice left, but to be self-consoled
Only tree left in my garden is ‘alpine gold’

The view from my balcony is very clear
Sometimes thoughts of unfulfilled desires only come near
Instead of going away, they rather bark like a deer
I have a son who was born in ‘leap year’ (29th Feb-Only comes once in 4 years)

I remember the first time when I held my dear
Seeing those eyes and angelic face, my heart’s emotion did nothing but stir
My love for him was only pure and sincere
There was a time, when my front courtyard was filled with his cheer

I was working then as a young engineer
Every day I was dying to get back home to see the God’s souvenir (Gift)
Watching those small little hands and tiny ear
It was like to seeing your heart walking outside your body and that feel of fear
Our lives without him was ‘completely hollow’ that was so crystal clear
God please do something and make him reappear

I remember his complete school days
Working for him till midnights, to complete his essays
That helping him out with his tense, nouns and phrase
Answering his millionth question, with same excitement and craze
Those innocent acts and naughty plays
Why are my eyes wet now remembering those dusted thoughts and decays?

Heaven must be very small, because I could see it in his shining small eyes
My boy was becoming a handsome youth and I blessed him to always rise
His mother and I slept and skipped our many meals and rice
So we could save for him and thus he never have to live short and compromise

But I could never understand, what turned him towards us to see us with despise
He rudely denied our love for him, which was our saddest surprise
First time he held his mother’s arm and gave me his red eyes
I’m sure I would’ve done something wrong to give him a ‘No smoking’ advise
Only a child has this power, to become the sweetest or most painful devise

I remember one day when he was on the terrace
I saw him taking drugs with his friend called ‘Ferras’
I told him to please stop and explained him the evil of this virus
He told me to get away and don’t make him embarrass

On several occasions after this, he screamed at us and implied
‘I don’t need your bloody love, so don’t bother me and stay outside’
His mother still thinks about those painful memories and cries
Her eyes have emptied out and dried
It pains my heart to think, he is now not with us alongside
Oh Almighty! , Don’t please show this day to any father worldwide

My son got married to the most beautiful girl
I was extremely elated and gifted them diamond and pearl
He use to abuse and be rude to us in front of his wife
Those words pierced me from inside, like it was a deep cut from a knife
I could never understand the reason of this disconnect
But I still could not neglect him ever or object
Only thing I wanted was some reasonable respect
I swear I did everything I could to love him more and reconnect

I wondered why, this strange distance was beginning to arise
God I must have done something silly or unwise
I still can’t tell, why he could not realize our love and our cries
He left us lonely one day so easily, without even saying goodbyes
I consoled my wife, who froze completely, standing still like when someone dies
‘Grant me oh God’ just one wish, to please let me go back to that day and revise
What did we do wrong that we lost that precious prize?
I need the answers from you to my entire Why’s

Was my purpose just to raise him good, educate him well and pay his loan?
Did I burn my entire youth, for absolutely nothing to call my own?
Can you tell if his mother rightly got, what she deserves?
Was that fair that she lost her speech and now only lifelessly she observes?

They say dusk is just an illusion, because sun is either below the horizon or above
Despite this room being absolutely empty, only for you ‘my son’ there is lot of love
Some things can’t coexist at the same time with each other and even without, such as a day and a night
‘I don’t know my mistakes my dear son’, but I’ll pray you raise your child forthright

The view from my balcony is very clear
‘My son’ I can still see this empty courtyard and remember your cheer
I know you were born in leap year
But we still celebrate your birthday each year
I still do remember, when I held you first time my dear
I could die for those small hands and tiny ear
My love for you is pure and sincere
If I get to know that you are happy, then I can leave this earth without any fear

I’m standing in my balcony and it’s very cold
I can’t see the chopping of my only tree ‘alpine’ gold
I wish someone would listen to my wife, after my final hands fold
The pain she have within her is hidden and untold
I wish he would visit us before the angel from heaven takes us away
‘My son show me your face just once, come back please please and don’t delay’

-From a father of a ‘Nameless Son’

P.S: Most beautiful thing in this world is to see your parents smiling and knowing that you are the reason behind that smile. ‘Our birth’ itself is such a debt on each one of us, that we can never ever repay it no matter what, the very least we can do is to keep our parents happy and respect them.

 

Created & Authored by : Anup D.

HOW TO MANUFACTURE BROKEN WATCHES- BE A BULLY

They all say I’m a broken watch, who looks ugly and should be thrown aside
But then why does my mummy say, ‘You’re my prince and my pride’?

My name is ‘Aayan’ and my age is ten
But why does everyone in my school, tease me and call me a ‘Fat Hen’?

My daddy once said ‘You’re my golden son, whose name have a very good sound ‘
But why does my classmates always beat me and throw me to the ground?

Once I went to my priest uncle, he said every child has a God inside
But why does everyone mock me everyday and say ‘You fat, you ugly and now go away and hide’
I don’t trust my priest uncle anymore, because he don’t know where does the GOD reside
I will tell him that no one sits with me, at lunchtime alongside

Mummy, why did you keep me in dark by calling me your prince?
Why did you not tell me, I look very ugly ever since?

Papa, you also are not good at all, I should say
Why did you keep telling me I’m your golden son, in your fake sweet way?
When everyone just laughs on me and throws me away

I promise, I will never talk to any of you anymore
Because I’m now shutting my door
I don’t love myself, but now abhor

P.s:
A Bully: Who uses one’s superior strength of influence to intimidate someone, typically to force him or her to do what one wants, and not every child knows how to handle a bully, it can have long term psychological effects.

Some alarming figures:

>Kids bullied 3 times or more show sighs of great depression
>Kids bullied 9 times or so, shows signs of possible suicidal tendencies
>250,000 kids report being bullied each month, these are just the ones which gets reported

To stop this manufacturing of broken watches, DON’T BE JUST A BY STANDER to a someone being bullied, SAY SOMETHING.

@Authored & Created by: Anup D.