WITHERED TRUTH  AMIDST WEATHERED MINDSET

                                                 ~ Remembering my medical college classmates

 

                   

Nothing is eternal, the golden truth till date, even the giants should fall one day,

We the humans too can mastermind our arrival, always the final bow uncertain,

That Day indeed unknown, yet  we build castles in air, on earth or everywhere,

Nurturing hopes, ambitions to scale new heights and to fathom greater depths.

We, all in whites, the nine score plus novices assembled, pledged amidst cheers,

To serve the humans in despair, expectations all in brew and awaiting a hatch, ,

Task arduous, yet the aim was noble ,thoughts of eternity loomed large in plenty,

Reality began its discourse soon, Alas! The nature injustice to some in our batch.

The count down has begun, a few left abode even before the harvest was in sight,

Nipped in the bud, a few had premature calls, the reality did wash our shore,

Of late few had their senses in disarray, the aging neurons on their farewell fight,

A plight one cannot behold, yet the gruesome act has more surprises in store.

Twilight of the career and of the lifespan in sight, let’s all face the music now,

 We live once, be in touch with all of the rest, meet oft and do commute

 Many of us never seen once before and never will see once fifty years hence

 Rejoice, as tears do roll over the departed names of our everlasting register