Competition

Echo of popularity, status, name and fame

Has stepped up the efforts of all

And trigged massive desires 

To ameliorate the existing standard

And accomplish the determined level

Everything has worn the new garment 

'Renovation'....

Everywhere the new buildings, gardens, car and expensive stuffs

All have an eagerness to demonstrate 

That they have touched the peak of success..

This is the miracle of competition

As it has gripped the minds of people

But I am flying as an abandoned polythene on the road

No competition, no demonstration,

No imitation, no declaration

I am cherishing my life

In my small hut and can smell the fragrance of contentment from meager food....

As I know after all exhaustions

Everyone will seek a place in graveyard

Nothing will go with them 

So I am busy collecting happiness

From the nature, soothing breeze,

My children's sweet smiles and their 

Tiny demands

And waiting for that stark reality.