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Raju Ganapathy

Abstract Drama Children

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Raju Ganapathy

Abstract Drama Children

Jack of the Fruit

Jack of the Fruit

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My grand dad, the jack fruit seed he planted

When I was born his wish to the god was granted.

Grew the tree did, speak the words I could free

In the race to reach for the stars, jack was way ahead

Soon I spread my knowledge in school,

The jack spread he did his branches.

In the college I was gathering knowledge

In the back yard the jack was spreading foliage

The fruits of my labour I got rewarded in the tests

Winter or summer the Jack kept growing its best.

Now

He has become the King among the fruits, nature's gift

A pack of many nutrients, all can benefit

In his full grown size, not easy to lift

Opening of one, it is no ordinary feat.

Flour or chips, halwa or pradhaman

Seed or the fruit, raw or ripe, all you can eat

Elephants, cows too love to eat and go upbeat.

Jack ripes by the time, onset of summer, begins the heat.

North or south, women or men, its fruit is meant to be had

In the love for its fruit there is no issue of religion or jihad.


I am in my sixty, in yielding fruits Jack is not yet thrifty

Signs of withering in me I see, jack is ageless, you can quite agree

Restless and rootless in my life I have become,

Deep roots firm in the ground, storms he has overcome.

Summer after summer people root for his fruits

Standing in his shade, to the grandpa’s wisdom I salute.


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