Bag Is Life

This bag got too many stuff to handle,

Journey begin with its load, hard to hold,

Aranjanam is tinkled with melody of bangle,

Nothing can bring on it the tag of sold.

The bag of happiness starts crawling,

Pleasure of first word popped out from it,

Blessings were served, words were loving,

Change in nature with time were hard to admit.

Now the bag was heavier with books,

Love and friendship was knocking the door,

Someone was getting concerned with looks,

Even the voice was changing into a roar.

Almost the bag is packed for the hostel,

Pickles and sweets were ready to conquer,

Dreadful journeys were covered with the company of a novel,

These distances has made me emotionally stronger.

Those sling bags got laptop as a new friend,

Stepped into the corporate world to hanker,

Everyone's charm were coming to an end,

Whether a lawyer, doctor or a banker.

Wrinkled old bag now got only medicine to live,

Properties were asked from them as a gift,

Blessings are the only thing they have to give,

Waiting their deathbed to get lift.