Three beasts and a flower

Three beasts roamed a jungle one night,

While moon gleamed up in sky, full and bright.

 

It was supposed to be an eclipse, that day,

Moon was thus to be inched to dark and dismay.

 

Darkness began to shroud the jungle soon,

As scary dark sipped milky light, off the moon.

 

Poor beasts were the one to get scared,

As they were told demons that day went flared.

 

They ran around for a tree: shelter to find some,

And found a found an orchid, all calm and mum.

 

Astonished they asked, eclipse it is today,

Demons disguised in dark, moon they slay.

 

Flower smiled to say:

I and you make a part of Earth’s shadow on moon,

Making an eclipse and it fades away, so very soon.

 

And then there were four more happy gazers at moon.

 

 

P. S: i don’t know what you call it, but some call it a ‘paradigm shift’ (a more serious definition, far from what i meant is here). You think in  a direction and an incident/talk/glimpse/or your own idea makes you to think in a whole new way. The whole perception changes.

A metaphorical try. Do you have any paradigm shifts to share?

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Doctor’s diary

20 days ago:

I’m back from a talk.

A workshop from a renowned modern guru,

A training, named ‘celebrating  life’.

He says, ‘Happiness is eternal; day in, day out’.

Says life is festival: a gala.

He made laugh, shout, group and jump:

For all those fun-filled activities

Was my nth workshop: a jovial one though.

I learnt everything, but to be happy: to celebrate.

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10 days ago:

Heavy day in hospital.

Town is shrouded of black clouds: cholera.

People pouring in, lack of beds: a slush.

Vomits, stink of stool, cry of children.

Even attended a bride burning case.

Crumpled body, blackened of fire and peeling skin.

I even burnt my index finger removing her golden (?!) bangles.

Why on earth was I a doctor?

Yes I do remember the hell workshop: to celebrate:

Life’s a gala, a gala only of diseased and unfortunate.

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Today:

She is recovering, shifted to general ward off ICU.

She’s good in person; I talk to her during check up.

She said today, ‘doctor, these are my best days’,

Said,’ I’m happy. It’s not suffocating here. You’re lucky’.

I stared and stared those eyes without eye lashes or brows.

I felt like I was in shade of Buddha’s tree of enlightenment.

May be the workshop guy was right, when he said life’s a gala,

Also the analogy of the man being unhappy for not having shoes.

I’ happy, i determine to celebrate life and I’m destined to.

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P.S.: A dialogue in twilight goes like: “Death is peaceful, easy. Life harder’. Is life really worth celebrating amid all misery? Einstein comes to our rescue saying,”Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In middle of difficulty, lies opportunity.’ Yes, we really can’t determine to be happy – like the foolish doc – yet make our part to be happy and others too. Agree. . .?