January 3, 2014
Then and Now....
I greeted my friends
Said ‘Hi, Good morning’ to two
One said GM, another Gd Mng
Good wishes in words very few
Less visits, almost no letters
We are in jet age, short of time
Now we say things in brief
Lengthy chats seem like crime
There were teachers then
Who guided as they taught
Parents were our Gods
We loved and adored them a lot
What’s age now? Who are elders?
They were just born much before
Why listen to them anyway?
Any advice from them is just another bore
Earlier they said toil hard
For that is the way to success
The more you strive, the better
And there is simply no excess
Now we can buy marks or a degree
Nothing of late seems bad
As long as I play with money
All around me are so glad
What’s with the haste, I wonder
Let’s be calm and once look around
It is time to hold the reins
Let’s not be time-bound
The flower blooms, the butterfly grows
All things have their own pace
Life is beautiful when lived in peace
Let’s live really, not run a sad race.
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