Friday, May 29, 2009

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! A Tryst With Fate! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Comments

Rating: 2.8

A ten year old with chilled water bottles in hand
Runs as cars halt, and traffic signal turns red.
On a hot sultry day, says to the lady, it’s a good brand.
Wipes his nose with his torn shirt sleeve, as it bled.
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Mamta Agarwal
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Siddharth Singh 11 March 2010

A moving description by the poet. The reader's heart reaches out for the boy on the street.

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Rakesh Bedi 07 August 2009

Like a silent observer Eyes full of tears Heart aching with pain A poet writes, punctuating With tears, sighs n cries! My compliments, mamta! !

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Shashendra Amalshan 03 July 2009

this is a nice narrative indeed! ! ma'am.. you kept the poignant aspect through out! ! ! i was touched, hey wish i can switch my place at the university with some one from the street! ! ! 10++ with loveshan

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a very compassionate write...true he learns on the road from life from people like whom he meets in the poem...lovely mam

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Marieta Maglas 08 June 2009

''Stoically stood up, and ran after the halting cars. Waving bottles in the air: please buy one for the road. He should be in school, I thought watching from afar. He learns all the things on the road… in no time had all sold. '' A wonderful poem that reflects the reality.This child is an example. He fights to survive. Nobody helps him.Seemingly, no one would see him.So many children in this world are like him...the poem is a wonderful message....10++

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 07 June 2009

You have poetized and well expressed a bitter reality we observe every day on roads here in Pakistan as well. You are very compassionate, Mamta. Best Regards Naseer

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Vidi Writes 06 June 2009

Fate.. fallen from sky they say Each one has a story as a pray In an order water flows down At each height the fall scares. I love your observation in this write An observation which can bring lightening changes in the mind. Enjoyed this simple and wonderful insight.

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Raj Nandy 03 June 2009

The incident has been raised to poetic heights & well expressed! While I sit in my study and read, the struggle for life goes on outside - in Delhi's burning heat! 10! -Raj Nandy

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C. P. Sharma 30 May 2009

Pathos and the milk of human sympathy oozes out from this touching poem. CP

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Saadat Tahir 29 May 2009

Mamta...is fr mother an thats hoe you presented this great poem very very nice cheers

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Sandra Martyres 29 May 2009

Mamta - a very touching account of the tragic situation prevailing around us... we see it everyday - young boys selling books and bottled water at the traffic signals when they should be at school...10+++

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Sadiqullah Khan 29 May 2009

This is such a common scene in our part of the world, a sensitising piece.10

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Ashraful Musaddeq 29 May 2009

A touchy portrait common in my area also. The last two lines are conclusive that sprung from your heart. Mamtaji, it is a poem in favor of mankind, let's aware of those children. +++ 10 +++

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Kesav Easwaran 29 May 2009

You wrote this piece to spill out your pain you felt inside...now where should I expel mine, Mamta? good poem on realtime life story; tragedy...10

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