Through the tears of a boss

Through the tears of a boss

 

Hey Sadangi! To you

a tearful adieu

on your journey to eternity

by the Nalco fraternity

Stunned

saddened

on the sudden turn of events

where or a younger old laments,

at the death of a junior

cries his boss elder and senior

akin to a wailing father

losing his son, dear.

 

Hurt you, none

even on provocation

but as a retaliation

your smile has won

hearts, even made of stone

errs, critics if any did atone.

Against none

grieved you an opinion

not even on service discord

endured you, it as His award..

You spoke soft and sweet

acclaimed as a unique feat

to manage in an industry

where one has to parry

error-prone subordinate

superiors, illogical, and irate.

All that you did with cheers

for all your thirty-six years

since you joined as a fresher

“ Accolade to your Alma-mater.

Nalconian fraternity in tear

conveys its gratitude to her.”

With me, having no relation

as a brother, nephew or a son

neither any of my kith and kin

only a colleague you had been

but flowed from me tears nonstop

with wailing sound loud to top

those originated on their own

at the call of the horrendous phone

unaware of and uncared for none

age, surroundings, and social position.

Say me they as old matured

such loud cry may look absurd

turned I deranged and funny

so also must be Nalconians many

Still on I shall cry and cry for you

my tears are praises, to you, overdue.

Remember I, your welcome

to be with your dad and mum

to learn Geeta from your father

the hermitage feeling ever I treasure.

At heaven, they must be wailing

so early to them, Lord will bring

their son truncating his mortal stay

shocking his son and spouse in dismay.

You served as parents to your son

allowing your spouse to serve the nation,

serving old parents with care

as well as parents to a son, a role rare.

Hence at the family front you were unique.

Salute every one even your critic.

Reminisce I as a boss, your every deed

where you tower overall as a rare breed

Sarangi!, Even being your boss and a senior

accept you must, my reverence as a teacher

demonstrating me a karma yogi in action

to aid and support your dad’s deliberation.

In management parlance

yours will dazzle with brilliance

no hanky panky straight from the heart

captivating all, their best to part.

cry your subordinates in your memory

so also cry your seniors cherishing your glory.

 

Succumbed you

not to

pollutants we boo

on the shop floor

nor accident either

what you braved for years

and protected your juniors and peers

but to a pandemic

ignoring its safety basic

to perform rituals many

for heavenward journey

of your mother-in-law

at such time your love and faith, us, awe.

 

Fresh from college

at a tender age

straight on execution

and subsequently to commission

then asked to maintain and operate

training the raw subordinate

you did Nation proud

casting off the shroud

of the world over, the blur

Nalco’s latent power.

you shouldered the burden

on it, the success of Nalco depended upon.

 

On my forty years at works

in my heart etched are marks

for colleagues seniors and juniors

love, for them my heart nurtures

for their deeds wonder.

Them, you tower over

as a subordinate unique

revealed in you, Gita the great epic.

Now boast I with tears’ flow

I am fortunate to show

that I had Sadangi as subordinate

a divine being incarnated us to illuminate.

 

Hey Sadangi! Nalco collective

retired and on the job active

pray from their hearts’ abyss

for your departed soul, peace and bliss.

 

 

P K Routray

In the service of Lord

 

 

(Subash Chandra Sadangi joined NALCO India fresh from college in 1984 and succumbed to COVID on 30/06/2020. He worked with me as engineer in project. This is a tribute to him from core of my heart.)