A G J Reflection

A G J Reflection

 

 

At our alma-mater

on entry as a fresher

bothered we seldom

the background, one came form

as a precondition to friendship

and that no difference could clip

in the course of our five years’ stay

those memories we cherish today

laughing away at omissions and commissions

friends committed under funny compulsions

but now we listen to those teenagers whisper

“Hey, Elders! Remove from your wisdom the blur

the buildups of jealousy, attachment, and ego

at the time when you wait for the call to go.”

Call it as dame destiny’s play

or of hard labor, you may say

some has prosperity every way

some struggled bitterly to stay.

Some cling to their family tree

Engrossed on it, they are never free

to think of themselves for the final exit

with loneliness, psyche disorder none to assist.

Their own beings busy in their bread and butter

staying far off places, for the tree to prosper

and the youngest member of his family tree

has outgrown his grandkid stature to be free.

The oldest leaf has to wither now

new leaf takes over as is His show.

Thus some of us are yet to feel

being infatuated by the spell of family thrill.

Transitory and illusory are they

for the peace of love away must, we stay

or it will add miseries to old agers’ pain

Burdening own kith and kin will be a bane.

Illustrations are numerous

Hope friends will avoid the fuss.

To break old age monotony,

to cheer up in the agony

the best is a friend’s laughter

and his calls, he is licensed for.

The nectar of friendship they call.

the process of aging with age it will stall.

The psyche ailments certainly fear

when teenage days’ friends are near.

On some pretext or the other

friends with spouses gather

taking all to their hey days

pains of old age are lost in haze

All are now par at this parting age.

Our Golden Jubilee celebration

to remind us our teen age’s vibration

with our spouses at our alma-mater

will certainly rejuvenate us sure

Hey friends! Shackles we must break

to join G J for friends’ and own sake.

Gratitude to our alma-matter

together with spouses, we must offer.

With love we will kiss her dust

pray her glory in chorus we must.

While sharing with spouses our golden days

frame we must jointly our plan of old age

to live in joy keeping pangs, pains at bay

renewing with friends our teenagers’ tie.

 

 

 

P K Routray

In the service of the Lord

 

(We were 211 when we passed out from Our Alma-mater in 1970 R EC Rourkela India. for our golden jubilee ceremony we are getting cold shoulder response (Only sixty). This naïve friend has made out some unreasonable reasons. His appeal to all friends to join ignoring all obstacles and make it a grand Success)