I heard MY temple crumbling!!!!
I heard that, there are ant-holes in the walls and
floor of my temple, which causes water seepage
I heard that, the sparkling flowers of my temple
garden have turned comatose, thorns and parasitical plants have grown tall
I heard that, the cats of my temple have left long
ago and the rats are twirling everywhere
I heard that, sometimes shadows appears in the
moonlight which scares the Dog, which is the only defender of my temple
Karakoram International University, Gilgit Photo Credit: Anonymous |
I heard that, the birds have abandoned their nests
and have migrated to new places, the atmosphere of my temple is saddened, and
chirpings of birds are badly missing
I heard that, the curators have turned ostriches and vultures
have turned curators
I heard that, the tallest tree of my temple has
dried-up, because of termite which used to stand against the Sun, to protect
the temple’s beautiful painted walls and doors.
I heard that, the metal road towards the temple has
been crushed by huge traffic and giant vehicles, now the visitors have shunned
their visits
I heard that, the new sentry is actually a bandit who
has stolen some precious books and the golden pen
I heard that, there are ruffians who have been
snatching prayer-beads from temple visitors
I heard that, hyenas appear from nearby jungles; they
yowl, search for carcasses and disappear
I heard that, the rats have their group and the ants
have their own, so does the hyenas
I heard that, the cobweb is so thick that the
visitors hardly see through the windows glass pane
I heard that, when it rains the drops seeps through
the roof, which further weakens my temple
I heard that, the strong winds of winter has smashed
all the candles against the walls
I heard that, the prayers, and soulful melodies have
turned numb
I heard that, the temple bell is soundless as rust
has snatched its blare
I heard that, the only nightingale of my temple
garden slain by marauders
I heard that, It’s my temple, it’s my university,
it’s the KIU which yens for me but I am frail, helpless can't get there, can’t
make the hyenas run away, can't kill the rats and bring back the beautiful
cats, can't fill the ant-holes to stop the seepage, as they all have grown
stronger and stronger with big mouth, sharp teeth, big bellies, and huge in numbers.
I can't even give life to the lifeless flowers and
trees as I am not the creator but like others visitors, I want the old days
back, with true excitement, and affection.
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