Wednesday 22 April 2015

Her jubilant cancerversary



I wonder very often,
some or d’ other day,
we all were born

can it be an occasion,
for a celebration
and a bizarre
cake cutting function!

I did introspection
Who am I?,
why am I born?
for welfare of d’ planet,
what’s my contribution?
 By my birth, if d’ earth,
got overburdened
one more soul added
to existing population
is it apt to recall d’ day
that this day I was born ?

On a full moon day
in scorching summer,
Lord Buddha was born
Same day enlightened,
same day perished, gone
is it a day to celebrate,
 or to mourn, not known

In her early forties
my docile neighbor
diagnosed with breast cancer
Full range of surgeries done,
yet a lot of apprehension
Operated with success,
but all is not yet over
journey unusually long,
path utterly unclear
A lifetime’s savings spent,
back bone truly broken
uncertainty yet lingers,
no assurance given
Nothing is certain,
any damn episode 
can happen
cancer may return,
all of a sudden

protocol rigidly complied,
chemo, radio, target therapy
few advocated naturopathy,
including cow urine therapy

several follow ups
scrupulously done
tested, re-tested
at every turn,
After last check up,
declared cancer-free
jumped up and down
 as if a colossal victory
Relieved beyond belief,
as revealed by d’ doctor
Ha! an exciting message,
the cancer won’t recur
Desperate aura faded,
 recurrence panic over
war worries dissipated,
eased off cancer horror
A future faintly visible
to anxieties, a full stop
a fresh lease of life,
blazing rays of hope
 For me my birth day,
no occasion hence forth
no function, cake cutting,
I vowed, took an oath
 Happy birthday recital,
seems halfhearted, odd
fake smile on some lips,
appears entirely absurd
Hesitant palms forced,
unwanted clapping done
how many candles to blow,
to me not clearly known

 Obviously for her,
a rebirth from cancer
fought the fierce battle,
thrived a disease free year
 cake cutting kept pending,
for her jaunt, truly daring
she to blow a single candle,
free from cancer, a full year

 Ought to observe d' day,
to highlight her bravery
its no more my birthday,
her jubilant cancerversary
 

1 comments:

Unknown said...

Very nyc sir..ur mark & Meaningful

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