Forgetting Oneself
Last morning when I woke up, I felt the feeling of forgetfulness; An unfamiliar image seemed closeup, A holy hand touched me for fretfulness. The baby called me–"Daddy!" He blessed me with a sweet kiss, He looked like a pious & pure paddy, Had He Himself humbl'd or he's His bliss? After a moment I knew that he is my son, Gradually I recollected about myself; I knew that I am one who's serious fun, I heard sweet spouse bitterly reminding my self. It's beyond our control to hold His will, Our real self is entrapped in body Bastille. –Rajneesh Kumar Mishra