PRASADAM

akka..

i hear..

through

a blanket

of mist

around the ears

the voice

seeps through..

awakens

as i hear

it say..

akka..many many

happy returns

of the day

the voice repeats

..i stammer

gopi..

..is this..

you?

yes..yes akka

yes..please

awaken now

thank you

i hear

mind mumble

suddenly out

of breath

as i shuffle

n stumble

out of

bed

Amma..

i hear

me call

for help..

as soon as

i am left

by myself

Amma…

i hear

me say

do i indeed

have

a

birthday...

Mother speaks..

dear Child

don’t stray

I say again

Don’t wander

in vain…

Sorry..Ma

says the tremour

as it runs

down the spine

But..hear Child

the voice resumes

from

Mother benign..

Child..beckon

the Force..

Where is

your sense of

purpose?

why would You

be wished..

if Your Mother

didn’t

really mean it

?

Come..

figure out

for yourself

why…some

answers

are not decorated..

on supermarket

shelves

figure out..

Why

you celebrate

today..

but yes..before

you head that way

Come..Please

accept

what I have

to say..

Dearest..

..Child..

Happy

Birthday