Hey Boss! You, I miss.

 

Hey Boss! You, I miss.

 

 

Immortalize a mortal man

his deeds in his life span

Deeds done or undone

flaunts man in common

but a rare few stay unsung

standing on the last rung

the ladder has, to Heaven

as they aid the creation.

Diminutive in stature

stoutly built-in structure

with ever-smiling posture,

never dying dynamic nature,

sharply intelligent,

superbly diligent,

iron-willed,

fabulously skilled

loved by all,

loved he, tall to small,

equanimeous, true

a leader for his crew

R N Mohapatra was my boss

the rarest breed to come across.

Despite thirty years of our association

never he posted me of his creation

that is wonderful unique IB thermal

the green beauty of a plant, brutal

where the pollutants of a thermal plant

surrender to the environ to turn pleasant

thus being another Konark to world’s wonder

to ecological issues, providing the right answer.

With a sigh of grief and memory nostalgic

at Nalco’s primitive stage his deeds magic

Schools of national repute,

infrastructures to suit

the taste of people engaged

their family members young and aged

from India and abroad

his deeds all applaud.

Born and bred in tribal region

Kotpad with no communication

he could graduate with distinction

from the best institutes of the nation

and studied abroad in the USA

first Koraputean, people say

At tender age around twenty-eight

a UNO lecture to his credit

a doctor on naturopathy

allelopathy and homeopathy

to his colleagues knowledgeable

a feat unique and adorable.

As his subordinate

accompanying him to coordinate

with state and private authority

was awed by his affability

that made frictions to melt

Good wills, NALCo could belt.

Man is born to die

My boss proves it lie.

he lives in our heart

and will continue even after we depart

by the mementos of his deeds and love

None even time cannot rob.

Hey Boss! Cherish I time with you

Did I wake up you to bid adieu

a few days back to talk with you for hours

Your book of Autobiography of a yogi in me flowers.

Really sir! I can ring you no further

and ask you to remove my blur.

Sir with tears, I break

Pray Lord for your shake.

 

 

P K Routray

In the service of Lord

 

(N > B R N Mohapatra was born at Kotpad on 1934 and graduated in IISC Bangalore in 1957 and had a short stay at NALCO at her primitive stage and gave it a rousing shape. He was the chairman OPGC. He ledt for His heavenly abode on 22nd September 2020.)