The Dinner Table

Atul Chandra Sarkar

In rains, winters and summer,
Let’s have our rice together,
Let’s gather on the dinner table,
For the sake of our mother.

Just see the way she toils,
How she remembers our choice,
What we shall or shall not eat,
Who’ll grumble or raise a voice.

Her eyesight may turn weak,
Her movements a bit slow,
Yet, every dish you relish,
Gives her face a happy glow.

Her eyes are on every plate,
She doesn’t like them empty,
Ever ready to offer a little more,
She thanks God for having plenty.

On the sumptuous dinner table,
Share your joys and sorrow,
In discussions, emerge solutions,
For problems of today and tomorrow.

Be sure that your parents eat,
Always look at their plate,
Who knows tomorrow might be late.
And either or both be prefixed ‘late’.

From: 
Atul Chandra Sarkar




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Double Post Graduate in Philosophy and Sociology and LLB degree-holder, a Gold Medalist from Canning College, University of Lucknow, U.P. India. Presently engaged as Advisor (Industrial Relations) and Public Information Officer (Corporate) at Uttar Pradesh Rajya Vidyut Utpadan Nigam Ltd., Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh, India and is a Guest Faculty at Electricity Training Institute, Sarojini Nagar, Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh on the Right to Information Act, 2005. An Advocate registered with the Bar Council. Articles, poems and short stories have been published in popular National dailies like Pioneer, Northern India Patrika, Times of India, Campus Verse, Shaktivani, etc. A Blogger at Times of India's speakingtree and having a flair for oil painting. A democratic, liberal and humanist to the core.


Last updated June 24, 2016