Ode to my Mother

I was carved in my mother

In the mien of her love,

Though pangs of birth exhausted her,

She braved them all to let me see the light,

She cried when I did and smiled when I didn’t,

The lullaby she sang soothes me still,

Her lap is still my comfort zone,

Her labours she never lets me know,

Yet I can feel the pulse of her pain,

What can I give you, mother, ordain!

‘Cause my love for you no words can reign,

Let your love on our sons shower and rain.

Ode to my Father

I knew my father; only when my sons were born,

How among trials, toils, and tears, he was torn;

His sleepless nights o’er my sickness plights,

The chiding of my childishness, and how

He troubled himself to toughen me now,

Strict and vigilant to make me relevant,

Taught me how to tame my fears,

And take care of my needy neighbours,

For the love of the Father flows from above,

And through my father it showers on me now!

Thank you father for all the love.

Mother India

Mother India am I.

Civilization of Ages have I.

The Seventh-Largest by area,

And the second-largest by population,

And the most populous democracy, in the world, am I.

My children speak a thousand tongues; a vibrant country am I.

The world could count and the computer worked

With our Number System and the Zero switch;

Trigonometry, Calculus, Algebra, and Pi;

Yoga, Chess, and Martial Arts;

Ruler, shampoo, and such sorts;

And surgeries like cataract, my children did invent.

Now they export software across the seas,

Send satellites on own rockets, at ease.

Only, next to China, and ofcourse, the US,

The world’s largest army is mine!

The prizes of the world did my people win,

Besides, twice for peace and physics;

And literature and economics

The Nobel did they receive, and many more to come….

All the religions of the world;

And traces of all races, in me, are found;

The climates, cultures, yet, as well.

If people want to see the world,

Let them come see me,

For I am the epitome of the world!

However, my heart aches, for there are in me

The poor, the sick, the sore oppressed,

Child labourers, orphans, and destitutes

Dear children take care of them too.

The Soldier of India

I speak so less and do my best.

I am the soldier of India.

In peace when the nation sleeps;

Into the darkness, with my gun, I peep;

To defend my people from hostilities: of nature or of neighbours.

Now I guard the peace in distress,

Be it in our country or be it in the others’;

From Siachin, to the Andamans,

From Gujarat to Bengal and the seven little Sisters,

In rain or sun or colder days;

Ready am I to lay my life.
While I take care of our enemy, 
Please take care of  my family. 

I invite you to join the Force;                                     

Navy, Army or Air-force,

A meaningful career awaits you there,

Come, serve the country with pride and grace.

Engineer

Finally God made man and stopped

And, I set out from where He stopped;

An engineer! They snapped.

I design, and build, and serve the guild.

From living in caves to flying in planes,

From a thatched hut to Taj Mahal to the skyscrapers of pride,

Crucial role an engineer played.  Played a role in wars that rolled;

My dams regulate the rivers;

Irrigate the fields for much better yields.

From the wheels that make pots;

And satellites that rockets launch

Cars, buses, trucks and bikes;

Space-ships and computer chips,

All these and more, I make.

Walls and bridges as well I build,

On all terrains and in water.

I tunnel the mountains to run the rail;

And under the sea or over,

Built trains that catch the speed of sound;

Made clocks, to count each tick.

I can build an offshore oil-rig

Or dig the desert for it;

I can sip the shale gas out of the rock. 

Let me tell you, simply, this,

The dress you wear is made,

On the sewing machines I made.  

Toys for boys, gadgets for girls,

Submarines, jets, or the Robocops

And dinosaurs of Jurassic parks

Who did make them all?

The engineer! They recall. 

These and more why made them all? 

To ease your life and make you think.

When you can think and do, don’t delay and fool,

For there are problems, you need to solve.

It’s a changing world, changing fast

From change to change, and sought,

Come! Veer, engineer, the change at heart!

Hwmen

Hi Everybody, is there a tomorrow?
Alas, when tomorrow comes, it becomes today. 
We know neither the depth nor the width of a mirage;
None tasted its waters. 
It has no irrigation projects; no water sheds.
It doesn't merge in the ocean;waters no life, 
yet froths at the seams of parched lips. 
However, it gives hope to the thirsty soul to seek, 
To quench--to defy death. 
If not hwmen, can we be a mirage atleast? 
Just to shed our beliefs; not blood. 
Just to kindle hope instead of the drying:"nope".  
That's how, we can! 
We substitute tomorrow.... with a second day--a second life !