joys of making bonds
with one who had none before
his smile said it all
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Prompted @ Sensational Haiku Wednesday
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This haiku was also inspired by the memory of my school days. The conductor of the school bus for my route did not have a family. On rakshabandhan he was all the more upset to see rakhis on almost all guys’ wrist. To cheer him up, i offered to tie him a rakhi which he readily accepted. He heard the same set of songs daily with the first song being this –
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I heard this so much that i could sing the whole song any time !!
God bless him wherever he is !
I miss some one I have never met. It does not mean I knew him not. He was the one who understood nothing of my culture but me for sure. We met in a poetry forum, me amazed at his bold writes and he surprised to see an “Indian” like them. It was a pleasure to break his myths about India each evening as he broadened my horizons of writing every night. words flew like boundless love from one country to another; from one heart to another. A dream to meet just once , a desire to hold his hands, a beleif in the boundless love between two people so different in every way.
And one day, he lost his son to suicide. He lost to life, And I lost my best friend and guide.
seasons change always
your words frozen in time wrap
I explore vaguely
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Prompted @ Inspiration Monday & Tuesday Tryut
<musings of a healing soul and a warrior of words>
