Be Like The Chinar
Standing tall amidst all
it’s been ages and I have seen every rise and fall
From the emperors invading to the partition
the blood shed thereafter and the numerous peace missions
Change is inevitable, they say
in accordance I sway
Cometh the spring — I am young and green
set to fight the circumstances unforeseen
In the summer heat my leaves become yellow
it’s now that I am cool breezy and mellow
Turning crimson with the set of autumn
my leaves are dying, prepared to hit the rock bottom
Fall spreads a golden carpet of which I am proud
the crispy carpet cushion takes you to walk in the clouds
I am standing naked braving the winter storm
happy that burning my fiery red leaves makes you warm
Expect nothing in return, love all is what I abide by
Mammal or an animal, man or a woman, Kashmiri Pandit or a Muslim, soldier or a spy
When will you understand life is not about snaring and tearing?
it’s all about loving, caring and sharing
Come what may — Life goes on
Here I am, still standing tall amidst all.
