If
wheels static at traffic post,
go
ahead green light not yet on
we push through the still rush,
on d' look out for a kind person
I
firmly grab my daughter’s hand,
dragged
down to persuade a patron
often gently
rolls down a window,
to
give an amount as per intention
Back
home in empty hand, a pity,
wish
to end life, feel humiliated
but
kids cling to me, fall asleep,
I
rethink, being alive is not bad
Able
to buy a new frock salwar,
rejoiced,
I’m a fortunate father
at
least after a couple of years,
could
afford it for my daughter
After
a long span had a feeling,
I
am no more a wretched beggar
attires
tattered, asking for alms,
yet
a king, princess my daughter
Counted d' notes in turn at home,
it’s
sixty pieces got assured fully
few
five rupee notes were stained,
dirty,
crumpled, folded unevenly
D’
salesman gave a dubious look
at
both of us, me and my daughter
I
tried to be polite, to make a deal,
she
pulled me to leave the counter
I
consoled d’ sad teary-eyed girl,
we’re
buying dress, not stealing
it
is none of his business to ask,
can opt for one, it’s our savings
I’ll
reply the queries in his look,
he
ought to listen to this disable
wiped
off her tear, and narrated,
d’
terrible event, so unbelievable
That
fateful night it just occurred,
coaches
jumped d’ track, capsized
bogeys
collapsed, lot of casualties,
I
was in a Hospital bed, I survived
Incredibly
alive, with a lost limb,
right
arm wrapped in dressings
I came
out of shock, recuperated,
she
nursed, gave regular feedings
Rejuvenated
by warmth of love,
wept
off her tears with one hand
roamed
around with my little girl,
can
forego my earnings for today
Borrowed
mobile from a friend,
for
a selfie with her new dress on
to
capture the moment of her joy,
had
no photographs of her own
I
routinely stretch my hand for alms
she
waits in signal, keeps head down
now
looks fantastic in her new dress,
elated
to see, prettiest girl of d’ town
Buy
vegetables, talk our dreams,
way
back home from d’ market
to
accept d’ life as it approaches,
if
it drizzles, we love to get wet
Not
able to send her to school,
can’t
manage d’ school spends
some
day can have our mobile,
take
photos of family & friends
I’m
not left alone in road jams,
scared
of one more accident
this
time it may not be a limb
may
loose my life in d’ event
I am born to stand out upright,
life’s full of varied screw-ups
loss of a limb can’t be the end,
can face umpteen falls move-ups