When the eyes grow dim, Then I remember the great life I've had, And then I don't feel so bad.”
In Munnar's blissful
embrace, my childhood days,
A heaven on earth, where nature's beauty did swirl.
Summer vacations in a cool-climate so rare,
Filled my soul with joy; I had a carefree life.
Education in Marthandam and Duthie H.S.S,
Guided me through learning and pursuit of knowledge.
A journey long, through Trichy's H.C.C,
And Nagercoil's H.C.C, where I grew to be.
For 38 years, I taught language and literature,
Creative Writing and Journalism did I pursue,
To guide scholars, a research degree I earned,
And today, contented and happy, I remain.
From heart and mind, my words will flow
Inspired or imitated, I do not know
Each piece a bead, unique and bright
In "BEADS" they rest, this blog of mine.
A necklace of words, a work of art
Each bead a thought, straight from the heart
Objective or subjective, it matters not
For in these beads, a
piece of me is caught.
1 November, 2013
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