A glory was born unto the world
Some two decades back:
Caressed by the mother's smiles
Dipped in the father's heartfelt joys
A rose-bud in the garden
Singular among many….

Today as I sit by you
Your silence cannot contain
The aura of your being,
The beauty of your nature,
The fragrance is spilling
And leaving the world sweeter…

But, ah, the world is too full of sorrow
Another's tragedy shakes my roots
And mirth is stifled within me.
So smile while you can
Make manifest your real being -
Grasp it before it is fled

For there is so much to be done
Before a tear is shed…

Author of this poem is Rameshwer Singh.

Rameshwer gave this poem to me on 5 March 1987 as a birthday gift for my 21st birthday on 4 March 1987. This poem has always been one of my most cherished possessions and I am sharing it today,29 October 2014, with the whole world to ensure that it remains that way even after the curtains come down and I am gone...

Jasbir Chatterjee

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