A Coulmn from my Kalam

For the ones who are in-charge of building relationships, With your cementing, build no walls, Rather build bridges... Do remember, You are not here forever, But your works will remain, Do the ones that will contain The lively messages that can sustain the relationships. Seasons will come, Seasons will recede, There will be Sun at all times, Sometimes scorching, other times soothing. There will be cold, Sometimes smothering, other times being sought. Walls may stand tall, but they are weak; They design enemies and fear They can't stand long. While bridges create friendly zones, And hence they are strong. Build no walls that can't be climbed, Rather build bridges that can be walked on, The ones that can be walked along. Whether at homes, in business or on the road, Build connecting bridges even across separate cabins, Keep a centre place where all are welcome, A place that echoes laughter amidst work silence, A place that calls to visit on s

The strongest one Bleeds in silence, Heals in silence. When the world throws away the seed in turbulence, It outgrows amidst the silence. From the grown tree, The world again seeks shade, Pluck flowers and expect sweet fruits. The tree keeps giving, For silence taught it ‘giving’ as its real essence. Autumn comes and leaves wither, Who knows it’s healing, Who knows it’s learning again in silence. And it blooms again in spring, Again with the same flavor of ‘giving’ Adding another lob of wisdom to its reason of living. The world keeps giving bruises, Some times in blaring, Other times in silence. But, the strongest one Keeps bleeding in silence And keeps healing in silence. -Shipra Anadi Dev Kaushik