By Gaurav Parab
I pause as I slowly look around
So many things that I found
Feelings in things I couldn’t touch
What I thought of life, yet life is such
Staring at the barbed wire a few feet away
Three years ago, I sat by an European bay
Between future and past, in a missing present
I am live, so the money and plans simply went
I am alive, but I don’t know for how long
Yes my life marches to the tune of an Army song
My name is Abhishek, you may not have heard of me
I am the caged spirit in everything free
I went to the same school like you my dear
Yes I was as carefree, yet I had a big fear
The fear was living as something meant to be done
Visions between being the shadow or being the Sun
I caught the bus to a well paid job just like you
Passion was something which I thought just grew
But there was no feeling in what I did
It was me who the brilliant shadows brilliantly hid
So, I broke out and left London behind
It was me who I hoped to find
Met a uniform who handed me a form
I soon found myself in a dorm
A dorm of all the places, life is such
Living between obstacle courses, and death you touch
I drift along fighting for someone’s peace
I march proud, even with bleeding knees
My name is Abhishek, and I had a dream
It was not much, to some it may seem
I wanted to be a soldier ever since I was a child
But life’s predictability runs a little wild
So I turned out to be another well ironed coat
It was numbers that I earned and wrote
Till a fading spark suddenly turned to fire
And I found myself staring at a barbed wire
9 comments:
It was a great piece of art, to say the least. As a person who has admired most of your work and generally does not comment due to handicap of appreciating skills, I look forward to catching something to critique. Here I felt that explicitly mentioning "soldier" could have been avoided as it was already established for an intelligent reader in the 3rd verse. Rest is the genius from a guy whose mind I envy.
This one is really nice!
Thanks and regards,
Deepina S
@ Anonymous
Thank you so much for the kind words. You know, you are dead right. Soldier should not have been mentioned. It does make the whole thing look cliched.
Look what you did :) You made me read my poem again, something I would never do once something is written.
I would love to know your views on The Perfect Tease. A poem I absolutely loved to write. I have a feeling you would be able to blow it apart, compelling me to read it again.
Take care.
Warm Regards,
Gaurav
Thanks Deepina. Hope you are doing well.
Do you remember Abhishek Dhok who used to work at Infy? The guy who used to post Gyan for the Day on BB about two years back?
This poem is about him. He left Infy to join the Army. Considering how keen he was in serving the country, I am sure that he will be as successful in his Army stint as he was at Infosys.
Thanks and Regards,
Gaurav
Is this guy Abhishek Dhok from Infy Pune Phase2?
-Mugdha L
@ Mugdha
Yes, he is.
Seems to be the boy who was briefed by me at Charu's on his prospects in the Army and ofcourse other aspects. Should do well in the fauj.
Golfer boy
Can we have something humourous from you as well?
-k
applause.
mr dhok deserves no less.
-Amit Bhatia
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