The Indubitable Doubts


His heart skipped a beat as he remembered the past
After all, the life a year ago was such a contrast

Those were the days he used to shine
For the near and dear ones, he was divine

After all, he had surpassed the toughest 
Attained the top degrees and selected for the world’s best

The proud mother had put the teeka on his forehead
Sita excitedly embraced him so he blushed red 

Mumbai to London was a rags to riches transition
The breathtaking façade by the Thames was an inspiration

He invited Sita to the magical city now that he was nouveau riche
 “You are my darling Pip with new upper class expectations and I am Portobellos Witch”

He held her hand and proposed by the Big Ben thinking it was a bliss 
“I would have been more excited at King Cross 9 ¾”, they exchanged a kiss

But will his life ever have the same colorful layout?
Given what happened, I would very much doubt

The past all flashed as he was about to face the firm’s president
“You are fired and the bank is closing”, his dream life had a big dent

The bags were packed and he was moving
So much so for Thames, Mumbai “he was coming”
 
“Back home, atleast my literary darling would be waiting”
As he queued at Heathrow, he had already started self consoling.

He gathered courage and called the lady who had left him spellbound
The heart cried, hearing her voice amidst the noise of a train in the background
“Mrs Sita Jekyl would sympathetise but Mrs Sita Hyde would criticize”
Perhaps her teasing acceptance helped him turn a smile king size.
 
But eventually then, did it really workout?
Given what happened, I would very much doubt

The voice at the other end suddenly sounded unclear
Something was terribly wrong, it was his ominous fear

The historic Chatarpati Shivaji Terminus had many an unwanted guest
The gothic monument named in honor of Queen Victoria was put to a test

He could hear the heavy breaths and feel the scare
The Mumbai terror attacks were destined to separate the pair

The ruthless firing and the suffering of the common man
But for him, she was uncommon, the most special woman

Leaving the world paralyzed by the onslaught
The bullets pierced the body and killed her on the spot

Ceremonially, the ashes were immersed in the holy Ganges
Before he could accept the fate, it was a long, very long ‘dark ages’

Would life ever be the same again for him throughout?
Given his sleepless nights, I would very much doubt

After the protracted darkness, he was swept away by her vivacious image
As she appeared in his reveries, “Live my dreams” was her message

 “Today we have finished The Great Expectations, next on the list is The witch of Portobello”
  As he reads the pages to Dharavi’s slum children, he remembers his queen of Portobello

Life might not be the same again, but hope persists – with or without
For a rare change, this time I do not have an iota of a doubt!!

As I dedicate this verse to the people who lost their lives
I salute the spirit of humanity that magically survives!!

Birla Temple visit

Hey
I guess to start with , its not a bad idea to descibe my visit to the famous Birla Temple in Hyderabad. The temple has it's own charm, dedicated to Lord Venkateshwara.( I being a North Indian googled and found him to be a deity form of Lord Vishnu)
The temple's grendeur and popularity among the locals could well be understood by the 1 hour wait in the queue(though, that's another story that in Hyderabad , weather God being as such, ther best time to move out is just about when we landed there i.e .around 8 pm) Some huge monuments dedicated to the deities and the hectic n ultra hitech city was well visible through the elevated heights of the temple. But really, the very best part of the visit, as i understand was the well managed and controlled organization, right from the juta ghar (place to keep shoes ) to the place where we kept our mobiles and other stuff( yeah, they din't allow mobiles in the premises) . The traffic at that time(for obvious reasons) was huge but really, never ever did the management let go a person without waiting in the line. After having had some really messy experiences in temples in the north, it was sure a pleasant change.