There was a boy,in the good old times,
whose friends were numbers.
He put his heart into rows and columns,
soul in expressions and roots.
his passion for maths grew day by day.
BUT, they pushed him,his parents,into physiology
thought no other
'd get him a penny
The young aloof learnt,in the sun,
organs and their wrath
crept under his covers,with a lamp ,
to make love to his math
He is 'SIR' SRINIVASA RAMANUJAN , we all know
the rest is history, it all did go
I bowed down to the scholar
's lamp,
afterall, it's not mean!
WHAT a LOSS of rich math heritage ,
if it wouldn
't have been!
But,havever thought? it might open up,
our indian oyster, into a magnificient pearl
if not lost, such blessed and ignited minds,
in the whirlwind of the world
Oh! Isn
't it , seem to you, poignant?
it brings me inimitable pain!
they
'
ve driven, these monotonicity and mundanity,
many inherent flames to wane!There
lived a poor little rabbit,
which forgot how to hop
because that foolish creature has attended,
A SWIMMING COURSE!
Tell me, I beg you, what he has to do?
a painter with Economy
a scienco with the literary
a wrestler with the history
nothing but, themselves betray!
Pray let the flames in the young minds burn,
with their own quintessence
neede for this reform, no bars and fringes,
also the bloody surveillance
Scholars always paid heed to their superego
attractions of worldly gossamers,in vain
To swerve from conscience and stumble over,
is that done by an insane!
Let's put our strenuous efforts,
Say to your lad,
to unstrangle the chained young minds
"Mind is your enchanted vehicle"
let himself be its chaffeur
And Do remember to inoculate in him,
principal values and morality
for an unconstained ride , as they say,
always ends tragically!
Some say, it's difficult,
to change the rooted attitude
I know, transformation has always been harder,
but there
'd have been no butterflies!
It's certain that, once it gets initiated,
the reform further strides over
for every change in this mighty world,
good or bad, is always ACCELERATING!
Let it flow out, the wisdom in the blessed minds
for the cause that needs assistance
for the wrong that needs resistance
for the future awaiting in the distance
and for our ambulant nation,
to run a marathon!
-Sunaina
