The Puzzle -Part-I Poem by Ratnakar Mandlik

</>Chitragupta thundered looking at me the criminal
Can you give a reason that has made a disciple
Of crime out of you oh pollutted soul
Why did not you remain to humanism loyal?

At the master's voice shivered the soul feeble
And though being self possesed I began to tremble.
Leaning before the master I said in humble voice
Forgive me oh lord I had no option or a choice.

When incarnated pure I was as any one
A living embodiment of innocence.
No where I could find filth in human mind
I thought them to be selfless residents of paradise.

Ere I could cross teenage and cussdom
I myself was a victim of a worldly meann mind
The experiences through which I had to pass then
Were more than enough to change my conceptions.

I was forced to notice filth in human minds
Nowhere but in my own love's mind.
So greatly shocked I was & totally dejected
With my own self & the world in which I lived.