When I shall cease to breathe the vital air
The news will spread like a wild fire
In my limited circle where a very few people know me
Some of my folks will be busy receiving calls
The others dialing
Some elderly ones will check all the drawers are safely locked up
Some young ones will pick up my scattered books from my bed
It will be checked whether money enough is there
Or it will be withdrawn from the bank
for all the expected arrangements
People will work all with teary eyes
Some will ask for the time of the rites
All furniture will be set aside or removed for flooring
The work will be done
punctuated by the occasional sounds of cries
mute and quiet, sobs and sighs
rising loud when some new visitor arrives
at hearing the news of the sad demise
The sis will not be informed of all this
She’ll get to know something amiss
When she’ll come and find the Gate open, and meet
the people standing in the street
She’ll come addressing me aloud
I’ll hear her
Though won’t be able to reply from the shroud
My siblings will be hugged and consoled by some
All, even the angry kin will come
In the other room
Some distant neighbors will start counting beads
For me to take with me in the long journey
When that time will come
Rendering me quiet and dumb
I shall be unable to care for my backlog, as I daily do
To complete my half-done write
To cover the Topic I started teaching in the class
To ask for the forgiveness if ever I spoke so harsh
For not keeping my word
For carrying sins of omission and commission
So if you kindly read it till the end
And do not shun this write
By merely reading the first line
Forgive me all my foolish things
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Whenever I work on my PC, I keep
All my regular Tabs open for the next joining in, but
tonight as these thoughts are not away from my mind
Tonight out of some uncertain fear I’m signing out of all the Tabs! ! !
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