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Nature's Appeal

It was a late morning of a silent day. The daylight cleared all the darkness of the night, but not the darkness of fear in the heart of a common man. The day started with a "Curse Tag" in its head BANDH, a bandh for common people, in which they are to be imprisoned themselves, in their own homes. The day would pass, making you one more day old doing nothing. This sounds very funny, but not always. Even God thought that such a day can never be the one with His Best Blessings. The Nature played the role given, the black clouds, accompanied by a ferocious storm were patrolling through the sleepy city. "SHAME ON YOU", this was the only sound.


Accepting BANDH on such a issue, which has been intentionally kept alive for last SEVEN month is truly shameful. Most unlikely scenario raises here. It is a old saying that artist are always different than others. A poet discovers his rhyme when he is sad, a writer finds a tint of satisfaction in grief, a singer gives his all when he is speechless. Same happened for me, finding the new look of nature in her angry mood was an achievement to me. I rediscover what Nature wanted to teach, the basic lesson that we often forget.

"Truth is the bright sunlight, it is the black cloud of fear that keep us in darkness of Falsity".



A terrible tragedy ...

It settles over the debris
Of the ruined towers
A black ominous cloud
A cloud of sorrow
A cloud of loss
A cloud of despair
Thick and gross
Black with death
And cold with tears
Of grief and regret

I have not seen
This black cloud before
Yet I'm sure
It has come to test us

Now that all the prayers
Have been prayed,
Now that all the sermons
Have been preached,
Now that all the songs
Have been sung

I wonder if we are strong
Enough to breathe it
And survive

Or if the carnage to come
Will be too high a price
To pay for having reaped
Beneath the shadows
Of this black cloud

..... by Ron Dondiego

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