Bidding farewell to the near and dear is very painful;
First to mother, then to father, to class mate,
to friend, to colleague is completely devastating;
Still life has to go on and will go on,
Meanwhile intimate ones being lost to Time;
This transitory nature of our existence
Many times makes one wonder;
Prompts one to probe nature of life and death
And it is how philosophies will be born;
And the thoughts expressed may not enthuse all,
specially the ones
Who feel can overcome every thing
Or not much bothered about these debates
And desire to live life as it unfolds;
But for any one it is not easy
Bidding farewell to the near and dear
In similar innocent way, as one
Desires to live in illusions and fascinations unmindful of
Theories evolved about ephemeral nature
Of human existence and the remedies prescribed,
And live life as enthusiastically despite losses and gains
