I wanted to have a medical check-up,
To ascertain how healthy I was;
The next day when the sun was up,
I went to the hospital to find out my flaws.
My mobile phone blinked to my dad’s call,
In a restricted zone forbidden to answer;
To convey this I sent a message small,
“I am at the hospital, call you later.”
A call followed to my friend waiting outside,
From my alarmed father shaken to the core;
To enquire whether he was at my bedside,
Concluding that I was hospitalized for sure!
The word ‘hospital’ was the spoilsport,
That pressed the panic button;
Had I just messaged “call you later” in short,
It would have been happily taken!
28 SEP 2009,1: 20 AM
Somewhere in this site I read a poem 'power of words'...it has acted true in your case...but it is the natural reflux of any parent on hearing 'am at the hospital ' to get shattered...well done Ranjit
@ Ms. Indira Renganathan: Upon asking 'why did you panic? If at all I am taken down by illness how could I ever send you an SMS that too assuring to call back later', my dad answered: 'You got to be a parent to understand that, there's no other way I can get that into your head! '
a wonderful poem you take from a concerned dad...a thing that could happen to anybody and you have done it perfectly well
Certain words/phrases ring a differently accentuated meaning to the reader. Different from what the speaker/writer intended…
The word ‘hospital’ was the spoilsport, That pressed the panic button; , this is fantastic poetry keep it up
A nicely worded composition on how nicely worded all things should be. Keep writing. Best wishes.
This happens to us all of us all the times. The very word ' hospital ' evokes panic among us. The poem is humorous and touching at the same time. Keep up the good work.
Looks like I am becoming a fan of your exceptionally expressive work. Keep writing, mandara
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem indeed how some words are misunderstood as some places fine write