~Sanat Acharya~
My mates called me today
I was so happy I can’t say
I was going to dance in 100 lights
With mates all over in my sights
It was long before in my lands
In the air, all my friends’ hands
But here even the street dogs bark
I used to hide; used to dance in dark
….
After a long, At last I made some
Mates, to dance like back in home
Out of dark, red green and yellow
Out of silence, welcome, hi and hello
I emptied the glasses with all mixtures
No important was the tie and its textures
I drank without the fear of falling down
Circled with mates though not long known
The sparkling party was about to get over soon
Curse was emerging from what I thought boon
I thought it was same party, same old friends
I thought Party would finish, care never ends
To my surprise, with the party everything was gone
It was all drama; all I could hear was a bye-bye-horn
I was new to the place, intoxication made me hardly see
No one there to offer me lemon juice or a strong black tea
I knew it was a different place with a different culture
Just could see beautiful feathers, Alas! It was a vulture
Far better was my 7 feet room, and outside’s dog bark
Where I could hide; and with myself I could dance in dark
March 19th 2008
(Source : INLS – australia)
