My blogger and FB friend Dipali Taneja from Kolkata, recently posted an amazing photo as her cover page on her FB timeline.
A photo , reminiscent of so many such trees, who are supposed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and hence mercilessly mutilated; only to gather their strengths together, and now stand, bravely, trying to hark back to their old lives, when they didn't live by the diktat of the crackling powerful wires ....
Her photo inspired a tentative sketch, and a poem....
(photograph by Dipali Taneja)
the perils of
industrial progress....
Growing up
as a healthy kid
amidst verdant grounds
and hilly yards
favoured by birds and squirrels,
she thinks
she expected
too much from life.
A tough,
battling middle age later,
she stands
scarred by the fight
against
those that hanker for power.
Leaves and branches
that appear
to hinder
the carriers of power
summarily sent
to oblivion,
despite protests.
She stands,
beseeching,
in her handicapped glory,
begging
the birds and squirrels and monkeys
to return.
Whatever green she has now,
is theirs.....
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