1995

A king,
Hit hero of the second world war,
Yet not in the bad picture,
Is celebrating his 62nd birthday.

A president,
Papendru of Paris,
Whose condition worsened today,
With respiratory & kidney functioning.

A country,
Whose 400 children died with their mothers,
In a blaze & stampede,
While celebrating their annual school function,
As says United News of India.

A nation,
Whose President is reciting,
A Nicholas story,
To its children.

A heroine of decade forties,
Who acted in a leading role in
Gone With The Wind,
Died due to 70 % burn injury,
She received through her clothings,
While working on a kerosene heater.

A person
Who thinks,
Has quite few number of friends,
On whose warmness,
He could live on ever.

An evening,
Suddenly overcast,
Rainy sky,
With often lightning,
And quite few thundering.

From somewhere
Distant place,
Uncertainties are creeping in me,
Causing to believe in the idea,
Have I come to the end of the journey,
Of 7 valley or 4 valley,
As Sufism says,
In search of God through love.

Remembered Marx,
As he says
The history being repeated,
But first being as tragedy,
And second being as farce,
In context of the recent election results in Russia,
Or Me.