LIL' DHUNKAA-OH THOSE HOURS

She the twinkle of everybody'd eye.
Sent dear paa n maa to dizzy shuttle.
My darling sweet pixie was sick..very sick.

Days changed to three nights.
Needles and needles did she take.
Grandpa and grandma
Lost their sleep
They tossed and turned in sheer helplessness.

The puny little one on saline and drips.
Frantic calls and sms was only resort.
Clumsy at every instance dropping this and burning that.

My concentration had travelled miles.
In that little room where she lay.
Our life-blood.
Prayers after prayers escaped my lips.
talked to plants and the fish in the aquarium.
A miracle was required.

At last 22 Sunday morning brought a breather.
A reassurance of a different kind.
Worries set to rest a little.
My Dhunkaa was recovering .
She will go home now.
To catch up with all the antics she has left behind.

DIVINE INTERVENTION

As I sit and watch the shadow chasing light,
Sweet fragrance of "siuli", intoxicates the air.
The atmosphere is laden with the perfume of incense.
An onset of The DIVINE arrival.

An unbound feeling of happiness rents the air.
Spreading brotherhood and fellow feeling.
Reverberates the nooks and crannies of the Earth.
The sky seems to be in parlance.
It stretches and kisses the wet soil of dawn.

The earth wears a carpet of fresh dews.
Left behind by the night sky.
Touching the very essence of life.
People grow ecstatic.
They throw open the barred doors and windows.
It is the auspicious time for the DIVINE