Treasure Island

chandra thiagarajan


A Family's Unique Day


It was a declared holiday
The children two were sleeping away
The grand-dad had no such special day
He was in his usual early morn's walk way.

The father too got up late
For he was relaxed on this date
But the mother was up as usual
And was with her pooja bell.

Later they discussed about their lunch
But decided to have a brunch
After their hearty sumptuous meal
Each offered their idea to deal.

They settled for cards—all the five
And to gather points—they did strive
After a great time together
The grandpa retired due to weather.

The four of them started playing
Caroms, with the father and daughter saying
That they'd be the team to oppose
The mother and son to defeat—they chose.

It was indeed a tough game
Each side outdoing the other to shame
But would soon spring back
To make up for the points and smack.

Then they sat with a board-game
With Snake and Ladders to tame
When one climbed the ladder rolling the dice
It was joy and applause—so very nice.

When the Snake swallowed - it was sad
And again when they resumed to rise—it was glad.
Soon evening followed and they sat for tea
They had hot potato bhajjis tasting with glee.

As grandpa especially liked onion bhajjis
For him the mother prepared special bhajjis
Soon the grandpa fell into a reverie
Reminiscing his past days of glory:

Various incidents were in narration
To the family of this generation
All of them were animatedly listening
And off and on went on questioning,

New facets of his great life were glistening
They were awe-struck at his ways unassuming—
The children prattled about their schooling
And about their friends reading and playing.

They prodded their parents to plan for an outing
In the summer months when they'd be holidaying.
Presently the Power-cut for the day
Was restored at the fall of evening's ray.

The family who where so far so well-knit
All dispersed and away they did flit.
The father hurried and picked up his Lap-top
The children to their favourite T V channels did hop
The grandpa was with the day's News paper
The mother turned to switch on the Grinder and Cook dinner!

Submitted: Wednesday, March 20, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Brunch- is a portmanteau word- Breakfast and Lunch
Bhajji- is a snack item- Potato or Onion cut in circular shapes, dipped in gram flour batter and deep fried.

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  • Chandra Thiagarajan (4/16/2013 8:32:00 AM)

    I think all of didn't get down to the point which I did not emphasize and left it to the readers.It is that the family which was well knit all along, got split on resumption of power! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (4/15/2013 3:07:00 PM)

    A real family that stick together story written in a beautiful
    narrative poem. Family time is a time when everyone get
    together and share a special joy with each other. Love it. (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (3/26/2013 7:23:00 AM)

    Thankyou Chandra for this charming poem. Now I know what Caroms are.
    Christmas Day is when we always play board games and cards as a family.
    We used to on other days too, but now there's so many other distractions. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (3/23/2013 7:55:00 AM)

    The joyous turns and tedious chores of a joint family of parents, children and grand parents! The mother, uncomplaining and devoted, catering to the whims and tastes of her family members....reminding one of the selfless sacrifices, our mothers undertook for us..(which we are now unwilling to do for our children) ....Thanks for this joyous reminder of good old days! ! (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (3/21/2013 5:18:00 AM)

    A potent example of a family unit, the molecule that a strong nation is made of.
    Such units are the cradle of love for mother and father, and parents and children, and young and old.
    Such familys are the building blocks of community, towns, cities, states, provinces, and nations and
    finally a world. (Report) Reply

  • Hardik Vaidya (3/20/2013 11:01:00 PM)

    Chandra Thaigrajan you reminded me of days when i and my brother with mom and dad were used to be a small family in Calcutta, yes all the cooking was done by mom, and the eating and fun was done by us all. thanks for this gift back. there were no laptops then. (Report) Reply

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