Around Us
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Around Us - Kalyan Deb
Prelude
A spontaneous pouring out of events around us stirred up the exalted feeling that turned out the six-liners every so often with ingenuous outpouring of words with no premonition or delusion of any breed save purely as the spirited interaction of the human mind with the environment around us.
Chapter 1: Life around us
Some have it all
Beauty, health, wealth, life
Envy of others
Watched by jealous have-nots
Some have it all
Nursing secret misery
Having all the woes in the world.
Gift of tooth fairy
A quavering earth crying for help
Eight year old hides not her teeth
But sends away wishing and praying
Gift of tooth fairy
To bring joy and relief
Suffering melts, so innocent belief.
Give not what you possess not
Giving away so noble and supreme
Pride and fame lure to steal
Not knowing that fails the deal
Give not what you possess not
Can give truly what only is your own
Mighty or trivial fetches the crown.
You are so easy to talk with
You live to talk and talk to live
But find it hard to find one
Whom you can say
You are so easy to talk with
So do not talk but only listen
To heal others’ wounds so be he live.
(But) aging goes on maturing
Redolent of days that are past
Memories that do not ever last
Haunting fear of greying and fading
(But) aging goes on maturing
Like vatfuls of wine, genes of life
Perpetuate even death after.
My best days are past
The aged weeps
The young bawls
The child screams
My best days are past
They all cry foul
Today’s the best day of all.
We despise so dispose of our dead
We inhume our dead
We incremate
We feed our dead to the birds
We despise so dispose of our dead
We fear death not knowing
Death makes life worth living.
(Only) love illumes life
Health shines
Knowledge powers
Wealth provides
(Only) love illumes life
And shows the path
True to trace.
Famous lives inspire us
We hail them and follow their trail
Believe they are larger than life
We frame them as famous so
Famous lives inspire us
And we learn how only to earn fame
Being on our own not under their shade.
The dumb millions make their say
They till the soil and toil their way
To live beyond day by day
Invious and faceless but voiceless nay
The dumb millions make their say
In unison insuperable are they
Soever no might can stand in the way.
A respectful ye earns the fruit of learning
When you behold with esteem and
Listen with deference and
Read with the reverence due
A respectful ye earns the fruit of learning
Only so shewn the seeds are sown
Springing the tree of learning to life.
You get back what only you give
Life is not what you tend to have
Life is what you mend to live
You wish to possess all you can but
You get back what only you give
You learn from life singly by living
That cannot you undo stay away from doing.
Life is a leveller and death equaliser
When you go up you look down upon (others)
When low you gaze at (them) with dismay
Unaware you ride along the wavy way (to the end)
Life is a leveller and death equaliser
The lesson you never learn but surely face
The ample and the abased with equable grace.
Religion is all that but
A devoted fidelity
A belief in powers unseen
Pursuing holy rites
Religion is all that but
Never a retreat with blind faith
That eludes the path not illumes.
Truth is only a myth
Perceived by senses
Believed in by faithfuls
Proven beyond doubt thru’ learning
Truth is only a myth
As we renege to consent it to be true
If not it spills over that’s resiant as untrue.
The maiden voyage was slated by the wronged
Apartheid yielded
Equality endured
Privileged unscented for ever
The maiden voyage was slated by the wronged
Only then the course pursued (and)
Everyone avouched with no dissent.
Until you hunt for the valued treasure
Wisdom, patience, skill, perseverance
Immense of all that but unheeded
Gems strung splendidly but unglittering
Until you hunt for the valued treasure
Like a drop of pure water in the ocean
Reprieve of the verity in the humble lexicon.
Privilege once earned (is) never to part with
Power of men over women
Rich over poor, unjust over fair
Stem out of natural evolution (and then)
Privilege once earned (is) never to part with
Wars were fought and revolutions staged
Privilege altered places only to lord over again.
Every success story has a beginning
Like every journey begins with the first step
Every voyage with the first wind on its sail
Every wish the maiden effort to come true
Every success story has a beginning
Leading to its destined end
Anew with a prime stroke to the fore.
History evens things up in the end
The rise and fall; and rise again
Victor over the vanquished; reverses begin
No matter what you do or the way you tend
History evens things up in the end
Out wipes you and your acts leaving no trail
Immortal virtues over vices prevail.
A child jockey (weeping) on a camel’s back
Snatched away from his mother’s arm
Lured away for a paltry sum
Grinding poverty and abduction (made him)
A child jockey (weeping) on a camel’s back
Watching him for ages you wake up now (making laws) to ban
Give him back his best years (he lost) if you so can.
Two small bare palms and a hungry face
Deft little fingers tie delicate knots
Tiny hands hold the hammer, push, pull and knead
Weary eyes stare in the dark sweat shops
Two small bare palms and a hungry face
Appear on fancy wares you display with grace
The child labour, the icon of immodesty to the core.
Darkness melted afore the triumph of light
A festive mood in the crowded mart
Marred by the harrowing shattering blast
Slinking perils fordoing the Diwali night (but)
Darkness melted afore the triumph of light
With twinkling diyas; a glittering sight
Ushering anew the advent of life.
This is Africa (today)
Primaeval men first walked on its soil
Endowed by nature in abundance
Invaded and despoiled over ages
This is Africa (today)
With its indomitable spirit rising afore
Affirmed to reign over its own destiny.
Awesome courage in a man’s world
Cruel tribal custom patronising the sham
Dishonouring savagely in the name of honour
Woman victim seeks justice showing
Awesome courage in a man’s world
Insensible country folks stowing faces away
The world trumpeting only inane rhetorics.
No sinner without a future (but)
Inches away from Impeachment
Imposed for the playboy act
Restoring the veil with vigour
No sinner without a future (but)
Shame that he goes on to honour
The womanhood he so portrayed with horror.
They kill us (birds) in millions
We cause the flu, the bird flu
As they say we do
So to save them from us
They kill us (birds) in millions
We do not live for us but for them so
We die for them as well too.
The world is full of fantasy
Events galore
Hopes soar
Dreams pursue
The world is full of fantasy
Sufferings are only real
That precede all weal.
Dissent with others and puritans would waste away
Keep in religion at home
Inside your own heart
Bound only by your own belief
Dissent with others and puritans would waste away
Inequality causes and concatenates all trouble
Religion only a commodious veil.
To decide dress code of the millions
Trace back over the years
Pursue with hows and whys
Make bare nature preceded religions
To decide dress code of the millions
From head to toe, over and under, and thru’ all seasons
Do not put on and put up with those not defraying reasons.
You make a paradox in disgrace
You equate nation with your religion
Denying others equal rights
Crown your religion with tolerance
You make a paradox in disgrace
Fear not from others when
You have faith in your own.
Look for the attitude not the origin
Eternal debate goes on between
Private and Public ownerships
Both showing mixed fortunes
Look for the attitude not the origin
Of the owners that provides
The key to gain or loss.
The only way to breathe again
Free trade is a conjuror
Conqueror of the weak and the fallen
It provides no respite but
The only way to breathe again
Freedom is the spring of strength for you to muster
And limitless means for you to go after.
So you arrive at your goal with your ideal in sight
Fight for the goal not the ideal
Secure its aid only to set right
The way to trace and counter all evil
So you arrive at your goal with your ideal in sight
Ideal awanting you never reach your goal
Vainly striving for ideal makes you cry foul.
Be a part of nature not apart from it
In nature lies our origin
With nature may we live and grow
We forget and create our own outside it
Be a part of nature not apart from it
You may defy all laws still cannot nature
Our wisdom and senses thru’ obeisance only mature.
A garden pleases but frustrates
Tidy, clean and manicured
With lined up plants and colours
With beauty ordained so restrained
A garden pleases but frustrates
With a rude pasture, silvan and rustic, wild and random
With surprises at every step the thirst truly slakes.
We crown with it our own burden of worry
We love our friends dearly
And be all ears to their weal
But knowing even of a tiny misery
We crown with it our own burden of worry
And pleasantly carry on strangely
Feeling ever happier and lighter.
Life’s no fun without the extras
We pay when there’s no other way
We steal when you are looking away
We deal when we feel we got our way
Life’s no fun without the extras
We love to get no matter which’s a give away
Haves with have-nots meet at bay.
The making of a Saint
Love, dedication, service
Suffering and sacrifice
Virtues in abundance
The making of a Saint
Calls for a miracle too
A morsel of a scruple imbibed.
Every storey has a twist
Every story tells of a twine
Unseen until unveiled
Life’s a story of storeys where
Every storey has a twist
Above and aneath alike
Unfurled uttered unfeigned.
There’s no place like your home
You go places, live and grow
Seek solace, make pals and sow
Your dream, and stroam; only to find
There’s no place like your home
That you may truly embrace
Espying the pleasance you crave.
There’s no home like your own
You love to call it a home
Strinkling with hope and
Blending with desire; only to find
There’s no home like your own
That leads you away
Beckoning at the end of the spoor.
Help from others did help you to rise
You deny help but counsel instead
Proudly citing you’re only self made
Looking behind you’d find to your surprise
Help from others did help you to rise
Deny not what you’d go on to need
Be blessed bestowing what others to you did.
You look only the way you think
Not old but wise
Big but not fat
Not ugly but elegant
You look only the way you think
And so make others believe
And behold at you with grace.
In his black hat with a freak nose behind the veil
A wonder boy blessed with the gift
Of dancing and singing to everyone’s delight
Fancied for life; turning to fantasy
In his black hat with a freak nose behind the veil
Indicted but rescued into oblivion
Ever in the myriad world of suspicion.
A lady with grace and wit
Buy one and get one free with it
But it is hard to find
When you are looking for
A lady with grace and wit
Be wise and seek either
Try both and lose all together.
We all need support
One for all and all for one
Be a family, community or firm
To be and live beyond
We all need support
In peace and war
In trade or want.
At the end you crave for intellect
Strangely at the beginning you neglect (it)
In quest of beauty and wealth
In both men and women
At the end you crave for intellect
For the want of it
You remain ever awanting.
Good players but seldom cricketers are they
Tampering with the ball, scraping the turf
And appealing when far from due
Commerce fordoing fair play
Good players but seldom cricketers are they
Taking the shine off the ball and the game too
Baring hollow ugly desire to win.
Peace imbibes fear
Peace is more sinister than war
Not reassuring but demanding
Temporal being temerous
Peace imbibes fear
Of slinking into war
Pretentious as ever.
Our aspiring budding youngs
Our sporting talents and all time greats
Sprang out of poor slums
Suffused with sumptuous provisions
Our aspiring budding youngs
Must not slight the motif
That took their sporting heroes to the cliff.
New habits of life and recreation
Amazing results and progress
Developments in every domain
Grew out of the needs and
New habits of life and recreation
Desire to acquire unbounded
Meeting only with a dolorous end.
Let us do it again
We both have greyed
She said with a smile
He saw the spark and didn’t miss the twinkle
Let us do it again
He said approaching (and)
Together made the beginning.
Bowing to the perils of life
No woman walks down the wayward path
On her own; but when
Instincts desert her
Bowing to the perils of life
She so longed to live
Espousing only as an escapade.
A model poses for all but her own
Walking down the catwalk
Wearing a look and the attire
So alien and away from life
A model poses for all but her own
Trading her unwary soul
With the precious merchandise.
When at customer satisfaction quality aims
The race for quality has no finish line
No feat is achieved if no goal is in sight
The anomaly tends to happily end
When at customer satisfaction quality aims
Limiting now at a mark within might
Carrying the race beyond setting a new height.
Only if amalgamation proved peaceful
Migration ever followed a reason
Natural, ismal or of coercion
Benefacting the host nation to the full
Only if amalgamation proved peaceful
Never bring chaos by rebellion
Be reminiscent you too same way begun.
Motivation is what gets you started
A fervent desire, a dire need
Opportunity aplenty or wanting
You still are far from doing it
Motivation is what gets you started
Matters not how you gain your appetite
Only when you have it you dine.
To leave it unwashed till further use
My coffee mug used to get mixed up in the workplace
Even my special one was used by others
Until I devised the devil’s way
To leave it unwashed till further use
By me only as no one else would take the trouble
To wash it before using again.
Habit is what keeps you going
You do when without (doing) you die
You leave when without (staying) you live
Let-alone you stay away from doing
Habit is what keeps you going
So you learn and rote and in a hard way
Form the custom, which’s the only way.
Every one is a winner
Champion of the dictum
That the winner takes all
Lets loose the hell to be not the loser
Every one is a winner
Is decried as pusillanimous until
You descry the winner winning for all.
Life ordained to be without living
A marriage with a prenup
Like trying daily the cup-a-soup
Anon to be risible and banal
Life ordained to be without living
Being fearful of dying
Invites demise soon after.
I wouldn’t have begun if it was not there
I got going as it was made at hand
I gave up even it was still there
But after suffering only due to what
I wouldn’t have begun if it was not there
So it makes sense to wipe out by law
Of consensus what is sensed to be evil.
With the living that grieved
Mourning followed the death
Funeral at its heels
I watched and shared the sorrows
With the living that grieved
And departed to live beyond
Destined to return to the grave.
At your death bed extolling (you)
You live a full life
Fulfilling every of your wish
And of others who surround (you)
At your death bed extolling (you)
(And) slighting off the one who couldn’t
But who you only follow fonly (at the end).
A way of life for its followers
Hinduvta is a culture as ancient as mankind
With origin obscured, hailed as a religion
Only with others in comparison
A way of life for its followers
Believing in every other belief
That followed embracing its virgin edict.
And traveled far and away only to fall apart
Christianity, Islam and Judaism
All sprang out from the same source
Harmoniously; only at different ages
And traveled far and away only to fall apart
Seeking supremacy by men who preached
What the religion never proclaimed.
Embracing any while you (are born and) live away
Trace back and you would find
Language, culture and religion
Are bound to the places of their origin
Embracing any while you (are born and) live away
Makes you an alien in your own place of stay
Even when you are in your homeland.
Presently abandon peaceful means
Human culture and religion
That grew out of violence and
Pursued the path of invasion
Presently abandon peaceful means
Over the pretext of salvation and
Defying endeavor to undo stagnation.
Unless it dawns on you
Road rage is a menace
A nuisance for victims and culprits as well
Law and pursual failing to act
Unless it dawns on you
That you cease to be a victim
Only when you refuse to be a culprit.
But seldom a woman, couldn’t spare the time
You have been a daughter and a wife
No, wives, counting the times
And a mother too, many a time
But seldom a woman; couldn’t spare the time
Born and made to play the role
A body with the departed soul.
Dreaming to lord over all other
You’re born as a son and a brother
And grew up to be a husband and a father
Aiming to be a hero and a conqueror
Dreaming to lord over all other
The lure of becoming the master
Fails you to serve as a man.
Father of the first believer was a non-believer too
You nod to say you adore your father
And nod again saying he did your grandfather
Tracing in your vein the strain inerasable
Father of the first believer was a non-believer too
Even in his other belief, he was one of you
He is still the one, among others around you.
By people (amid people) who showed up as WMDs
Every one was wrong when
No one (in Iraq) could find WMD
Then (when) mass killings went on for weeks and months
By people (amid people) who showed up as WMDs
Every one was proved wrong again
About the wisdom, need and desire to have it (at all) begun.
The virtues are awanting
The need to attribute your religion
With peace, harmony and tolerance
Bares the fact disturbing
The virtues are awanting
Like you hail facts as true facts
Only to hide them from the truth.
Alike when you couldn’t (but only wished to do)
Do not grieve over what you didn’t do
It’s as good as if you did it (in the past)
Feeling you derive (from what you did do)
Alike when you couldn’t (but only wished to do)
Be the pain you suffer or your gain from pleasure
For not doing or in doing it, is no more forever.
Making (mockery of) a marriage only when you must
Marriage was sacred (to you) in the past
Allowing (the other spouse) to abuse you to the last
Fearful you began to live together first
Making (mockery of) a marriage only when you must
Hoping (vainly) truly you found the recipe but
Staying together you only live far apart.
Let not go your man hungry ever
It’s only a simple truth behind
Our long and happy married life
A mother saying to her daughter pubescent
Let not go your man hungry ever
And you’ll be sure he shall leave you never
Till death doeth you two part.
Creating the peace of only the graveyard
Crying for peace in the name of religion
Having no regard for the human mind
The way Nazis, Bolsheviks, Talibans did
Creating the peace of only the