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A Friend Indeed – Swarajyam Ramakrishna

It flickers last on the long drawn-out list of requirements.

But, it has its settled place in my pocket

Like the stretched string on a Veena*.

Drying my eyes and concealing my sighs within its layers,

It takes into its sure sweet hands

The momentous events of my life.

Standing by me in the thick and thin of the day

And never settling comely where it was put

It embraces me dearly

With love and concern

Only to get tarnished in return

With the shades of my sad and solemn moments.

Be it the droning swarm of hovering mirages,

Or the aroma of my fruitless love,

Or the fears and passions erupting out of sudden happenings

Why

It absorbs every single secret of my life into its fold

And waits on me, ever so eagerly

Extending a guileless friendly hand.

When sun is at his singeing best over the crown

It sponges over the perennial springs of sweat

Planting a deep endearing kiss and restores sanity.

At great gatherings, parties and while on travel

It always books me a seat at no cost

And becomes a handy wave of flag at see-offs.

No matter whether I caress it gently spraying scents

Or, wriggle and crumple and cast it off,

It waits a lifetime for my care and attention.

Unmindful of who calls on, it serves as selflessly

And stands out a symbol of love and fraternity.

It’s why I commend:

Present a hanky whomsoever you love.

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*Veena: A famous South Indian String Instrument made from Sweet Gourd after hollowing it .

Telugu Original:  Mrs. Swarajyam Ramakrishna

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