Joy Of Living Together

Joy Of Living Together

P K Routray

A photo of my kith and kin together

with me, my mother, father, grandmother,

my brothers, sisters both elder and younger

and cousins of mine with their mother and father,

provokes  me to ink my first hand experiences and observation

as to how did this family live at least over this generation.

A mediocre standard of living this family possessed

run without chaos at the grand oldest lady’s behest.

She by being at the highest rung of the family ladder

was respected most and acknowledged as the leader.

Most of the members of family grew on her lap and shoulder

even at that age for solace and soothing I ran  to her.

Under her rule love dominated over truth and justice.

Hence for all under one roof one kitchen, three rooms could suffice.

The cooperation, sub delegation and job distribution for each deed

was based on sacrifice and love devoid of jealousy,ego and greed!

The income and expenditure were on her finger tips clean and transparent

the old lady ignorant of counting and recording met individual’s requirement.

Always wants were kept trimmed to match the total supply

love and affection ruled, smoke of inner turmoil and dirt was forced to die.

Kids were more comfortable with aunts than their mothers

to the great grand mum run they when they doubt help from others.

The old age home and paid nursing care as required today

were out of imagination as serving elders was the divine duty of the day.

Now I feel the absence of the aura created by such well-knit family

That planted positive traits in its members from childhood early.

In the western world the readers might have forgotten such joint living

But me here who lived this life, swears “This living is forever worth cherishing,”

(Sorry I couldnot contasin the length because of emotional outbrust)