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A Crowded Mosaic

SHYAMMA E.L.

Diversity is something that India is known for,
Watch her people and you will see it too.
Just pay attention to the streets,
For they will give you a show that will never bore.
From kids who have to be carried to students rushing to be on time,
From office goers to old people with walking sticks,
From poor laborers to vendors mending their living and selling their wares,
You will find them all out there.
You can walk or use a bicycle,
Sometimes a car or a motorcycle,
A bus or a taxi or even an auto,
No one judges us as long as we reach our destination.
Out on the streets nothing matters
Not your gender, religion or your language.
We are all busy trying to write our own stories,
Commenting on someone else's story is the last thing on our mind.
The smell of sweets and chaat blend with smoke and fumes,
Juices in every hue fight for your attention
While chawal and spicy biriyani beckons you from every corner,
Show me a street which doesn't have one of these!
Kids with cricket bats swarm the streets in the evening,
Trust me when I say they could give our cricket team a run for their money.
Aunties flock to the temples and uncles chat with each other over a cup of 'chai' or
'kapi' ,
Our streets are never empty.
But are our streets only for entertainment?
Of course not! They'll also show you the heart of our Motherland.
India's beauty isn't just in her land,
It's also in the people who call her home.
You will never be alone or hapless here.
For we believe in 'Vasudeva Kudumbakam'.
A foreigner will never be stranded here without someone to help
For 'Athithi Devo Bhava' is our motto.
Oh! How I love to look outside my window
I'd hear my favourite song and watch the world move.
Now it is a different story ,
For the first time I saw a pandemic clear the streets.
Streets buzzing with life became empty and silent,
Though I miss the sounds and the scenes I don't regret it,
If staying inside our homes can save the life of another person,
I'd gladly do it for days together.
But when the pandemic disappears from our lands,
The streets will begin filling up again.
And I'll be eagerly waiting to experience the magic,
As we all set out to fill up the pages of our life once again.


21 comments

  • Wow. Too real.

    Shaminie
  • Good one. Looking forward to more

    Divya
  • Great work🤩

    Akash
  • Lovely indeed dear. Never knew there was poet in you.Thoughts and just flowing.Right from heart , I feel.congratulations.keep going.

    T.Umamaheswari
  • Very nice

    Hilty
  • Very nice poem. Excellently presented. The choice of idea with the blend of emotion take the readers to view the reality..The real pandemic feel…I too join in your prayers to chant ‘Adhithi Devo Bava’ that too without sanitation and masks.Well done and keep on writing Shyamma. Best Wishes.

    Latha V
  • Nice

    Vignesh
  • Good one.keep writing

    Lekshmi Ashok
  • Very nice and interesting to read

    Yuvaraj
  • Good one 😊

    Sreejith
  • Nice poem. Full of positives.
    Dear child,
    Soon the pandemic terror will be ove. Once again the streets will be filled with people, aunties will go to temple and uncles will enjoy either chai Or kappu and child you will more poems. Congrats.

    V. Umayorubhagan
  • Nice

    Mohan
  • Awesome

    Manjusha
  • Beautiful ❤

    Navami Krishna
  • Nice essay

    Sajeeth
  • Nice

    Joy
  • Awesome work

    Lokesh
  • Nice

    Arya
  • Good description

    Chinnan
  • Great ❤️

    Soumiya
  • Beautifully presented. Well done Shyamma.

    R Radhika

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