Saturday, July 23, 2005

OBJECTION-OBSESSION

The other day, in an auto, as I was traveling,
I came across a doggy that was quivering and trembling.
It reminded me of my doogie which is now lost,
The poor little doggy, whose life held no cost.
I had tears for it which didn’t dare to drop.
I had time for it but I didn’t care to stop.
I sat right in there, not knowing what to do.
Everyone ignored it, I wondered if I should too…
But a dose of guilt just ran through me,
For, I could have stopped and helped the doggy.
But I didn’t stop. I don’t know why…
‘cause of pride or fear or because I was shy,
shy to face the world that couldn’t care less,
about the pathetic li’l doggy, whom god forgot to bless…
I just hope never to come across another,
Pathetic li’l doggy coz I know I wouldn’t bother,
To stop by to show some love and affection,
For I’m way to obsessed about the world’s objection!

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is a very honest and sincere poem..loved it.

9:51 PM, July 22, 2005  
Blogger Gandaragolaka said...

what's this now?? A certified agnostic believing in God??

What has the world come to?

Nevertheless, a very very cute poem!

I would love to see a comic poem from you!

1:48 PM, July 23, 2005  
Blogger divya said...

kedar...i put this up jus 4 u!remember ud asked me abt ma 1st poem??yup..this is it...now tell me its got nything to do wid being "mushy"..haha!n dude...thats a poetic form of expressin my thots...so..im jus utilising mass appeal!!!!jus kiddin..thanx 4 da comment btw!

4:58 PM, July 23, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How can i forget ur first poem...knew bk then ud write many more...but didnt knw they'd b so beautiful..keep writin gal...

8:25 PM, July 23, 2005  
Blogger Gandaragolaka said...

oh wow! thanks!

And when was this? when u were 10?

11:29 AM, July 24, 2005  
Blogger divya said...

not quite...wen i was arnd 12 or so!

11:36 AM, July 24, 2005  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The Poem is CUTE..The Thoughts Neatly arranged...but my friend...whn u say...

I just hope never to come across another,
Pathetic li’l doggy coz I know I wouldn’t bother,
To stop by to show some love and affection,
For I’m way to obsessed about the world’s objection!

It shows there is a sad end to this poem-whts the moral? wht do You, me or anyone who reads this get to learn??

I had once writen that an old man carrying a heap of flour ends up with only a piece of bread at the end of an hour---

I could have writen a poem-got praises for that too....but wht i did was i went and talked wt that guy and explained tht there are better ways of earning a livelyhood-took him to a near by care centre...i met him a couple of times after that...today he works as a taxi cab driver-earns a decent living-has 2 kids and they go to school...i am not takign the credit for his sucess...but the fact of the matter is---wasting time writing a poem and to pity a dog is futile- you could have simply stopped and cared a shit abt wht others say and may have jst taken the dog to a near by vet ......Only if you really cared...!!!!

If this poem is a mere collection of thoughts or fantasy as i may call it--ignore this comment....

10:36 PM, August 02, 2005  
Blogger divya said...

sweety!u got no insight into my life...y do u think i wud hav sat n pondered abt the dog,if i was really so callous...
i am so in awe of you for your evident benevolence,but not all mere mortals can be nishant..rito??thats wat maks u so special!n i had written this poem 5 years back,,wen i didnt really have access to people so highly selfless as you,to learn an iota frm...i hav learnt my lesson...n u r yet too learn yours!

5:25 PM, August 04, 2005  

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