Untouched By Happiness Poem by Tarun Agarwal
Untouched By Happiness
Untouched by happiness
Here, in India, lives a concept,
of untouchables - people not worthy of contact.
I too was for sometime an untouchable,
an ignominious failure lives marooned in an island.
Then words happened and a bridge constructed,
suddenly, I was embraced, hugged - touched.
The crown of glory is now on me,
but to my one person I'll always remain an untouchable - happiness.
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4/17/2024 7:37:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi. Tarun, I can feel what you write though from the other side of the moon, its hidden scarred face, being born a Brahmin for no fault of mine, and being a doted son of a father who otherwise is the greatest. Dad on the planet, apart from being blind by choice to caste and its scourge, I feel so ashamed and yet so proud to be his son.