Nature’s mercy

It was a Sunday morning,
Bright and sunny.
I was at liberty to go anywhere or
Sit and hope doing those sundry works.
But off I moved, letting
My legs to do the rest.
Summer was at its peak and
You can guess how hot it was.
There were no shades en route
Except the shadows of the building here or a wall there.
I was longing for some cool drinks
But all I could see was a petty tea shop
Something was better than nothing
And I opted for a cup of tea
Soon, things changed for better
Nature took pity on me and others like me
And she slowly openly her huge black umbrella.
In a jiffy the sun and blue sky disappeared
But there was message from nature
Sent through the thunder
“You have just 15 minutes to take shelter”.
I knew what it meant and turned around
And just when I reached home it began to rain heavily.
The plants and trees seemed to say
Thank you skies thank you skies.

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

2 Comments on “Nature’s mercy

  1. When you said you wrote a poem, I thought you meant that you have written something poetically… But, now I know – that certainly is a poem… I loved it!

  2. when i saw that it is a poem, i thought i will have to go thru a hard way understanding them. but , thru out the poem, i was with you, dad..walking with you and feeling the nature’s signs! 🙂

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