Will U save me Doc?

(Advanced Medicare & Research Institute Hospital)

Hospitals, d’ house of horror!

horrific tragedies often occur

It happened in morning wee hour

Ignitable in cellar, caught fire

Friday turned a black Friday, in no time

AMRI Hospital patients, d’ victim

Neighboring slummers raised alarm

Their plea ignored, listened none

Security locked gate, to prevent theft, 

 fought fire with water buckets

Toxic fumes briskly formed

Pumped to central air condition

Patients in wards got suffocated

Bed ridden, chocked to death, in bed

 for li’l fresh air, others desperate,

pressing nostrils on cracks & wind outlets

Tried to break open d’ thick glass pans,

Failure turned hospital, a burning oven

A corporate Hospital, utterly expensive

 specialist wings appear impressive

Fire fighting equipments not installed

Fire safety norms, yet to be followed

Basement, a benevolent store

For chemicals, wastes & oxygen cylinder

Cellar designed for open parking lot

generator installed, no second thought
Never ensured, a basement clearance,

Proved for many, a death sentence

smoke, engulfed several floor,

eventuated in a mass murder

helpless guys on life support system,

couldn’t move with plasters / traction

attempts made to attract attention

pressing face, palms on glass pans

Some witnessed others, being burnt alive,

Kin even not allowed to rescue relatives

Some woke up, smelling d’ smoke

watching d’ situation their heart broke

Staffs assured them not to worry

Slummers smashed glass panes, in a hurry

Tied patients to their bodies, with cloth

and rescued some, down to earth

Fire engines reached, no hydraulic lifts

In dense darkness, no flood lights

Firemen tussled, with no ammunition

Fire fury, seinged d’ trapped persons

In d'blaze, a ton patients perished,

Government’s generous overlook policy

turning Hospitals, to zones highly risky

crowded spot, narrow roads, thin lanes,

 visits by kind hearted politicians

Hard  to maneuver, for fire tender

A major hindrance to quick answer

Entrance & exit from d’ front,

no access from rear 
In fire emergency, rescue efforts a failure

Fire fighting equipments not in form

Management flouts, fire safety norm

None aware of using d’ extinguisher

Security’s reaction sluggish &  poor

No fire training for any Medical staff

Run away d’ only way, to save own life
They, not d’ captain of a sinking ship,
to rescue victims with self sacrifice

 frantic calls to relatives to save

failed, got engulfed in d' blaze

  For treatment, patients come,

 Fire trap & death,

a poignant dimension

 Extinguishers mere decorational

No timely refill, all nonfunctional

no water tank to hydrate d’ fire

No fire alarm, action plan not clear

Hospital needs segregation,

penalty for, building code violation

It's patient's right, 

proper care & treatment

Recuperation in safe environment

All perpetrators, bribe takers

Hospital owners, political leaders

need to be prosecuted

similar accidents, not to be repeated

Allow them not, to go scot free,

as always happens in our country

 Most hospitals flirting d’ very factor,

caused AMRI inferno on 7^th of December

Patient safety ignored, for more revenue

Money minting, primarily in d’ view

If advised for Hospitalization,

 an woeful look, intense apprehension

No other options, no further choice

A query uttered in a shrill voice,

with utter dismay & profound shock

If a fire breaks, will U save me Doc?

Immersion

I’ve immersed in d’ river,

not my sins

Not my hesitation or fear

Not my loneliness

Not my ego, nor my silence,

I’ve immersed all my dreams

Elegant nightmares, so awesome

No rationality, no true reason

for d’ immersion!

It’s all, beyond being pardoned

Me, an artisan,

engaged in shaping dreams

With tender touch of my fingers

using my delicate gadgets

Dreams, smeared with my pleasure, my woes

Painted with innumerable rainbows

It’s so soothing, so affectionate

So appealing, hard to calculate

I kept it close to my chest

Last evening, things happened

all of a sudden

I took a startling decision

Made up my mind, for an immersion

of my wishes, my goal

my destination, my desire, and all

All in a row, in d’ river

Lifted d’ effigy from it’s alter

Never looked in to its eyes,

no scope yielded to surmise

Mystic guilt shrouded my mind

never waited for a few second

Dragged it to d’ river flow

Released my clutch & let it go

In d’ morning a group of boys

Took bath in d’ river

Dived in to d’ depth of d’ water

Recovered it in piecemeal

One picked up a foot, other few fingers

Women with water carrying vessels

Found its eyes, full of thoughts

Washer man, washing garments

Discovered ears, with precious ornaments

Its chest, pulled to d’ river bank

By a flock of street dogs & abandoned,

to get dried up in d’ scorching sun

That’s d’ fate of my stupendous dream

shattered, smashed, made me scream

Now my watchful look,

stretched in all direction

for collection

To trace each mini bits of my dream

To put d’ broken pieces together

Assemble it back, to its original character

I wish to sob, I wish to weep

Beat my forehead with cup of my hand

It’s an uphill task

And to myself several questions I ask

A personal letter to God

I’m writing U this letter

A personal letter,

noted my feelings

Expressed all wishes,

not hinting my name

Of course U know who I’m

Some secrets I’ll tell

Keep it private,don’t reveal

It may surprise U,

But it’s strictly between me & U

Let people keep guessing,

let them speculate

Secret wish, to be kept a secret

I’m eager, to be your shadow,

my puny asking ,don’t U forego

I know, of course U’ll hear

my petty appeal,crude to ignore

Once U sanction me my wish

U can no more vanish 

 In broad day light,U’ve to appear

Then only a dark shadow, U’ll bear

Can no more remain invisible

U ought to become accessible

U’ll permit me, to be your shadow

I ought to follow, where ever U go,

Inseparable from U, undetachable

Not scared of any one, not even you

Shade is no light, it’s li’l darkness

grant me it, that’s my sincere wish

Everyone asks for wealth, prosperity

I beg for darkness, a small quantity,

of your figure, your shape

Be not a miser,

do donate, little darkness

Four generations together, a power centre

Me, my daughter,

daughter’s daughter & her daughter

Four generations, in unison,

of same genetic configuration

Staying together, moving together

Howl in conjunction, shout in succession

Give neighbors a jolt

D’ poor confused lot,

Undecided if to abscond or to halt

When together, can create wonders

All impossible, made possible

All perplexities taken care

Thus d’ genesis of a power centre

First generation, generation of a dictator

Empress’s attitude, monarchial behavior

None can disobey d' order,

poses to be d’ supreme commander

Desires to visit shopping malls, city centers

Star hotels for lavish luscious dinner,

Taste buds grown with superlative orientation

Piquant food called for, up to palate’s appreciation

used to narcotics, fond of tranquilizer

no scope to access liquor

Second generation

Complacent, but eccentric in nature

Moves ahead, tension free, nothing to bother

Guys of own generation completely ignored

worried for predecessor & successor

father, mother, daughter and grand-daughter

Ailing spouse out of mind, of no concern

Vanished from visual field, entirely forgotten


Argues efficiently, for every problem minor

never listen to anyone, arrogant in nature

Third generation active further

Smart working lady

Well oriented in computer

A competent car driver

Loves outing, long drives , friend circle

Aggressive but innocent,

for problems never care for

Fully inclined to hubby & daughter

Little inclination to brother and father

Kind enough in attitude

Believes in every one, their sweet words

With full sympathy, generous attitude

No dearth of compassion and kindness

No wallet for money, fist is d’ purse

Pardons enemies, helps d’ poor

Cares for d’ diseased and injured

Fourth generation, always in a hurry,

  varieties of look, mixed with multiple query

Can outsmart stylist Bollywood star

Born full term, but behaved premature

Freshly born but showed different gestures

In infancy also wonderful  her postures

A future sturdy minister or his master

Articulation not yet learnt in proper

Gives speeches showing d’ index finger

Surrounding world she’s keen to explore

Wants to do everything done by other

Attempts to operate a computer, to drive a car

Speaks  in cell phone, making different gestures

Baby food rejected, milk palatable no more

Wants  foods enjoyed by others

Plays with grown ups, young completely ignored

Remembers d’ Hospital corridor

Vaccine pricks hurt her arm

Already a pseudonym composer

Portrayed as a future writer

Also an efficient future doctor

 Dhritarastra's hundred sons, one daughter

Not that powerful all together

Here are four ladies

Me, my daughter, daughter’s daughter, her daughter

Missiles of modern world, amazing power center

Its their common character

Late to bed, late riser

Wish to fly together, to Singapore or Banglore