Life School

This was written by me on the Hussain Sagar express train on Jan 11, 2003

“This school never closes
Until you graduate
It opens every day
With the Sun,
And goes on till you
Nod off to sleep…

You wade through it
Sometimes over sharp stones,
Sometimes over mossy ones
And some other times,
On sand and gravel,
… Every moment
Teaching you something
Sometimes you learn
Most times your mind
Closed and shut
Not seeing the spring
That has blossomed !!

So blundering
Bumbling … Sometimes steady
You reach the graduation day
The moment the fire
Lights your pyre
Or the cask
Meets the Earth…

YOU know – whether you deserve to graduate
Or you need another lifetime !!”

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