Gosh...Another Elegy!

</></>They came From the vast desert To the shores of an expansive sea G O S H! Giridhar Om Shivam… I can’t understand anything Not a single word I’m from a village! That’s Giridhar’s declaration At the first encounter The cynosure of his village A would be first engineer form the village Sent to learn the ship building with Contributions form the entire village Easy, you can! You will! And he proved himself! First few minutes of the class were his: Spoke of his village His family Himself His friends… Shivam and Om fared pretty well though On an evening of fun and frolic When the moon up above was Increasing its radius and radiance The volleyball that stealthily hid their destiny Changed its course in the air And decided to float on the waves Teasing the three to follow it The hardy desert boys Lured by the watery net Were thrown up by the sea Stiff and frozen a few days later! Mam, see I now can speak… Man, see I now can speak… Giridhar’s voice repeatedly Wakes me up from sleep…