Thursday, July 3, 2008

AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BRIDGE

Not known who blew off the fire

From her well curved eyes;

Not known why she is here

Where everybody cries.


Day begins with benign face

At the foot-step of the bridge

That connects the dark to light;

Alas, the bridge is full of pain and hate

Still, relentlessly she keeps on fight.


Tramps of footsteps passes by;

Hardly anyone listens the cry.


For her,

Hues of sun rise and silvery night

Are alike; do not make any sense;

the face of sympathy and the unkind face

Are alike; but she is full of grace.


Some are born lucky and some earn luck,

But, some are unlucky (for their no fault)

To shed tears on the rock.


Shall we not bother to come out

Of our cocoon

To share little somebody's

Sorrows and pain?

For life exists at

The other side of the bridge

With right to grow

Laugh and sustain.

Hrushikesha Mohanty

This poem appeared in SCOPE; Vol.16, Issue 2, July 1989


Note: For the blind girl who was sitting at the foot step of the bridge near

ECIL bus stand.


10 comments:

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

The poem is Nice !
Cry is similar but the stories are different at several such bridges.
You need to look at Kalighat and Kidderpore bridges at Kolkata to believe it.
Keep it up Dr.Mohanti ji.
V.N.Sastry
Professor
IDRBT, Hyderabad

Maruthi Chenna said...

A thought provoking poem.

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

Good evening Sir
nice to get mail from you, especially the poems. it takes me to my past,
for quite sometime i remain in the past. Really life is... Your poem is
excellent. Rest is ok. I will read it again.
With regards
Ratikanta
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Ratikanta Panda
Assistant Professor
Dept. of Humanities & Social Sciences
Indian Institute of Technology, Bombay
Mumbai - 400 076, India

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

Dear Professor Mohanty,

Truly a moving and heart-touching poem for the little blind girl. Excellent.

Regards,

R.C.Pradhan
Sr. Professor
Philosophy
University of Hyderabad, INDIA

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

Hello Prof Mohanty,

I quite liked your poem. The coinage of the 'the other side of the bridge'
opens up so much space which looks greener and brighter. Surely we should be able
to provide that opening for many.

thanks for sharing this wonderful poem with us.

regards,
durga
Reader,
DCIS, Univ. of Hyderabad

Rabi subudhi said...

Well imaginative and creative!!
The blind girl sees(?) through it!
--Rabi Subudhi, KIIT University Bhubaneswar.

GPB said...

Excellent feeling! One must have the heart and the vision like yours to visualize life on the other side of the bridge.
GPB, Kolkata

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

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Dear Dr.Mohanty,

Congrats, It is very nice to see your blog. I saw really the other side of you. The feeling are nicely expressed. Keep itup.

with worm regards,
Dr.PrasadARK
JNTU

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

Received by email ...

I don't believe in simply reading a poem. I believe in understanding the essence in the poem.

C.K. Rajendran
AI Lab
University of Hyderabad

Hrushikesha Mohanty said...

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"The other side of life" of yours is no more mystery. Your blog would flutter everyone's heart. Guesting awhile in the "Mokatha" touched I was with the girl sitting at the other side of the bridge.


Dr.Alok Pattnaik