How eclectic can you be? When experimenting you resist…
How receptive can you be? When the fog hits the mist…
I jumped up with joy; I got what I wanted…
Fate’s unusual ploy, my destiny taunted…
I wanted to escape, without the usual route…
With too much at stake, I jumped the loop…
The void inside me cursed, I couldn’t contain…
All was what I rehearsed, but joy couldn’t sustain…
The farther I went, the longer it seemed to take…
My father was bent, and I was pulling him to break…
My conscience battled hard, and my spirits it did lift…
A son finally did his part; His father – a precious gift!
Note: This poem is based on a photo movie created by my dear friend Sai Sukumar which describes the dilemma of a son who gets a great job offer outside his country and is enthralled but cannot leave his ill father on his own. You can watch the youtube video of it HERE – Sai lives in TN, USA currently, is a screenplay writer in Indian Film Industry and a tech guru (working for HMV). He has also been a very dear friend, fellow comrade during my college years and quite recently, a young dad!
