Bashyam Narayanan


A journey, which I desired, never ends


Very early in the morning
Still dark around nothing visible
I was half asleep and I heard the
Voice of eldest my cousin brother
Got a news, very painful
I should have cried having heard this
How did I manage myself,
I do not know even now
No one around knew
I was aware of the happening
He left the scene,
With every one crying
I guised fast asleep still
No one had the courage to wake me up
It all brightened,
Things around showing up
I still posing as if I was asleep
Sometime later came in
My younger cousin sister
Came near and woke me up
Said “Come home”
I said “Go, I will follow”
She left, with nothing further to say
I got up with no mind to see
Or to talk any around
I came out of the house
Stepping down each step
Very slowly on to a street
Sun shining harsh
From mid-way eastern horizon
Walked very slowly
Deliberately walking over the heap of
Sharp edged granite nuggets
Allowing them to hurt my bare feet
Crisscrossing the road
So that the journey home
Was further elongated
I did not have the strength
To look at any one
I walked keeping the face down
Looking only at my feet
Sweating profusely
Because of the hot sun up
But I had no intension of wiping
I kept on walking
And reached home
To see my pregnant mother
Lying dead
Because it was a complicated
Case of delivery
And I was at the end of
A journey, which I desired, never ends

Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2008

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