As She lay in state , the mellifluous voice silenced forever , Lata Mangeshkar , straddling over four generations like a Colossus , ringing in our hearts & mind . Glad I was witness to her phenomenal career over the decades . RIP .
The askance from life ever since our birth , the desire & quest for achievement , all a basic tenet of Humanity ....as people excel in their respective fields , the peak & the trough ...for depart we must frm this beautiful world of ours so very much endeared ...
As you Love & more so you Love your environment , a tear drop is hidden as the curtain falls , you go back as you came with not even a shred of the temporal .
Then there is this rustle of the leaves as the wind blows gently , the footsteps on the dried leaves on the pavement a music in tango ...the weather windy , the workplace beckoning ,as there is a job to complete ...day in day out so is the routine followed diligently & religiously ...as perform we must ,albeit temporally .......
As the transient nature is reminded, as beautiful souls depart , it is as if ,left, will be fond memories , of a person known so very well , so very much endeared ....
The deep blue , the brite sun and the enchanting island moon simmering over waves a mute testimony to our footsteps & footprints , as I tread on the moon bathed island sand , the surf constantly deleting the trail ,as if in consonance & imitating the short & fickle memory.....
So must is the scent of the Earth , so must is the surf , so must is the drizzle , so must is the rustle of the dried fallen leaves , so must ,is the walk on the moon bathed island sand , as there wont be any regrets as you reunite finally with the elements ,bidding farewell finally......Rest in Peace The Nightingale Queen....
