A Kite's Wisdom

This poem is a reflection of the conversations I had with my father about the glorious past we had as a family. He was a successful officer and entrepreneur, and my mother was a Lawyer, excellent at ensuring wonderful and cheerful relationships with everyone. At some point, after she passed away, there was a new conundrum in relationships that became a learning curve for my family simultaneously while processing the grief of my Mother's loss. But like every life experience, there is a silver lining in this scenario, one which propelled our lives on a positive trajectory. I tried to summarize these scenarios in discussion with a Kite as Uttarayan or Makar Sankranti is one of my and my Mother's favorite festivals. 

 A Kite's WisdomⒸ

The flying kite in the mighty blue sky,

Whispers  in my ears very slowly

As the blowing wind tries to sway it by

It says, time stops for no one! 

Once we had people around to celebrate 

We laughed, broke bread same meal we ate

But then I was successful and a knight

While we celebrate, the life clock was quite

When the time ran out and I not a knight

I stood alone on my terrace flying that kite

Still, people found another knight to cheer

The kite said time waits for no one dear!

So what should I do I asked the wise kite?

Did my success bring me around people 

Or was I always alone despite on the steeple?

Or focused too much on the height, not the flight

It said, none of those matter, crazy as it sound

A special one was always holding me from the ground

Helping me navigate the winds tugging while air bound

That special one is your anchor and strength, oh compeer!

As we all know that time stops for no one my dear!

- ધ્રુવ પંડ્યાⒸ

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