Bye-bye to a younger brother

Bye-bye to a younger brother

 

 

Hey, younger brother!

I try to refrain my tear

lest you will wake up from your divine slumber

to put your head and hand on my shoulder

“Bhai! Do not cry

you are too old to sigh

you are weak, sick and old

all our sibs’ griefs, you have to withhold

your pain I cannot bear

Bhai please for my sake refrain your tear

I am ready to face anything and everything

not your tears of heart tearing.

On our parents’ departures

promised I to take care of your old age being younger.”

Reminisce I, your try

to learn to call me “ Bhai”

I enjoyed your babbles and stammer

as a boy to you two years elder

your inner joy, then on my return

as if to get me back in person, was only your concern.

My gifts any, you shared with your sisters

and used to run to me to carry out my orders.

They all peep in my heart

a treasure for me, never I can part.

Bred in the same womb, fed from the same breast

you and I shared our father’s loving chest.

Served me you since you are an infant

saved me from parental rage with my lies blatant

that you tolerated either as a novice

or as to your elder brother a service.

All these always peep in me as my gratitude

to my younger brother in my all solitude

while repenting for my selfish inability

to stand by you as a child I promised to see.

Your woes and worries, anger and anguish

and struggle to rise and flourish,

nothing, as dreamt as a, could I could do

but you as magnanimous younger brother did never boo.

Certainly I felt the pain but failed in my duty bounden

by being strangulated under the earthly burden of a mountain.

Seek I pardon from you, from my parents as your sibling eldest

praying for you, blessing you, I part with my love deepest.

Suva! it is not Lala your brother the gem

it is me his friend visualizing from his frame.

As the younger brother of Lala, our dear classmate

to a loving younger brother we had to cremate

an irony of fate, why such shock did the lord inflict?

We are sure you deserved His proximity hence you, he has handpicked

 

 

Prasant Kumar Routray

In the service of Lord

 

 

(Our dear classmate lost his younger brother. in his memory it is my outburst pf my heart. Bhai is an address to elder brother.)