Departures
The relationship of a father and daughter is one of the closest bonds, amongst all attachments, almost akin to homespun spirituality. For a father, a daughter is precious, warm, someone so valuable, that battles could be fought for her with the whole world.
A daughter has so many of her misdemeanors forgiven by the father. But like all realizations, children often discover the indispensable nature of their parents just when the universe makes them realize how dispensable each life is. Such is the law of nature, such do sunsets drift each day, such is the way all things go...
She stands in the mothy dusk with her father,
smoking quietly as they watch the sun
find its way across the ruins of the skies.
The hills in the distance are hazy like memories,
and nothing in between seems to matter.
.
She says - sometimes I feel we stay inside a Monet.
And her father smiles,
puts an arm around her shoulders,
and says - though you would always be my Rembrandt.
She thinks how calm things are
when evenings show how easy mortality is.
.
She puts her head on his shoulders
and asks - are we ever ready for departures
the way the day is, every day?
.
She knows the answer, so does he,
but it doesn't harm anybody to lose themselves
in the silence which follows some questions.
Hear the poem!
The original musical score is by Sayan Mukherjee
So true!! The father-daughter relationship is one of the closest and purest bonds because it is least sullied by expectations. Very beautifully penned....can resonate with it completely.
So wonderfully put.