Toy

Brutally hit..

mind hums..

Duniya

jise kehte hain..

bachhe ka

khilona hai..

mil jaaye tho

mitti hai..

kho jaaye tho

sona hai

what does

this translate

into..

mind ponders

let’s see..

it says

to itself..

directly translated

the words

would be..

the thing

we call as

this world..

is

a child’s

toy..

if it gets

it

it’s mud..

if it loses

it

it’s gold..

phew! dear mind

sighs

done..

at last..

but….

Wait..

What is this..

i hear..

echoes

from the past

dear Father’s

words

‘Steady

your focus..

Steady

your focus’

as You say

Father

mind whispers..

and turns back

to recheck

the words

Jesus..Mother Mary..

What in Heavens’ name

is this joke!!!

it exclaims

aloud..

And then

mind’s worst

fears

come true..

Yes child..

comes Mother’s voice..

you called me

didn’t you?

i..i..

voice murmurs

only death..

can save me now

Yes child..

She repeats

Are you facing

some difficulty

enjoying

this song?

mind shivers

it can almost

hear

the nails

being hammered

in

its coffin

Mother.. Alas!

it wails

at last..

i was safe

back in

my cave..

why did You

draw me out..

and ambush me

with

this sword

..?

Mother smiles

says

Dear child

you are

a warrior

too..

it’s not just

the cave..

even the battleground

is for you..

even the worm

safe in a cocoon

it lies..

but it must emerge

it must fly

Mother..

but this..

is no ordinary

question?

it carries..

not one

not two..

but

at least

FOUR

Meanings!!?

mind blurts

out

the words

and turns..

to see

Mother

staring straight

into infinity..

not amused

at all

Oh Sorry Amma

even if

the answer disappoints

i will not..

i will try..

i promise

please don’t

let me

be the cause

of Your worry

With one last

look at Her

at my dearest

Mother

eye withdraws

into a world

of its own..

Meaning one..

it speaks

as though

pushed

beyond

the cliff..

forced to try

to spread

out

its wings..

forced

to fly..

Meaning One..

it repeats

the thing

we call as

this world..

is

a child’s

toy..

if it gets

it

the child has

no value

for it..

if it loses

it

the child

will cry

for it..

Meaning two..

the thing

we call as

this world..

is

a child’s

toy..

if child figures out

the toy’s system

it will

lose interest

in it..

if it cant

figure it out

it will remain

fascinated

in curiosity..

Meaning three..

the thing

we call as

this world..

is

the eternal child’s (Yours)

toy..

if mind gets

the toy,

the toy will

disintegrate

into dust

of no worth..

if mind

stops pursuing

it,

the toy will

be

a Heaven..

Meaning four..

the thing

we call as

this world..

is

the eternal child’s (Yours)

toy..

if mind gets

the toy,

the mind will

disintegrate

into dust

of no worth..

if mind

stops pursuing

it,

mind will

become eternally valuable..

AND

The fifth meaning

Child?

Mother questions

The voice..gentle

eye opens

to find

eternal love

pouring out

of the vessel..

fondly lifting

all

into its fold..

gently waiting

for the answer

to unfold..

alright Mother..

alright..You win

as usual..

the fifth answer..

is from

a not so important

little centre..

please pardon

please forgive

it is not

fascinating..

or hi fi..

just a piece

of

the heart

of a mindless

little child

The master’s words

reluctantly

mind whispers..

Duniya

jise kehte hain..

bachhe ka

khilona hai..

mil jaaye tho

mitti hai..

kho jaaye tho

sona hai

the thing

that i know as

my world..(Father)

is

the eternal child’s (Yours)

toy..

to me

it is like mud..

the

most precious

thing

for me..mud..

when i lose

it

i will

go to sleep..