For My Bereaved Friend.

For My Bereaved Friend

P K Routry

After living for five decades together

inhaling the air exhaled by the other

sharing the burden on the earth on the shoulder

with increasing bondage while growing older

a life now without her for my dear friend is hard to conceive

the joy of living  the cruel time did mercilessly thieve.

Let us pause and visualize otherwise

a husband dies and the wife survives

the unbearable pain and hardship to her

could not be tolerated by a true loving husband from the ether

It is my friend’s divine love not for her body but for her soul dear

He would withstand the wrath relieving her from the torture.

All gospels of the Hindu religion

unequivocal on their proclamation

that the soul of a lady gets liberation

if she dies with bangles and the vermilion.

Noble deeds over several lives birth after birth, done

merit a soul to get such blessed and a rare recognition.

Salute we to the Madam , my friend’s this life’s lucky possession

to be his life’s philosopher and partner - a rare divine accreditation.

We pray for the departed soul on her sure way to liberation

Pray her also to pardon our friend Ramarau  for any commission and omission ever done.