SUGARDOLL
Nostalgic today memories flood,
Long-walk of life for seven decades,
My life that sprouted obscure,
After India became independent,
Sri Ganesh Chaturthi is celebrated,
Four years after independence,
First birthday thousand gathered,
Keonjhar, Anandpur in childhood,
The first school I visited till few years,
My parents shifted to Puri I grew up,
Completed High School College,
Dream to become an engineer, joined,
Graduated successful through a loan,
Engineering life hard work night shift,
Remember a thermal power plant,
Operating four generators at night,
With a dozen engineers on panels,
Silent monsters running with smoke,
Lighting my state in the nighttime,
At day time shift rotates serially,
Checking instrumentation watchful,
Home at Cuttack a hundred miles away,
Wife serving at a college as a lecturer,
Her father was the judge in the high court,
Transferred to capital, at the control room,
Load dispatch a job, attend in shift,
Admitted at IIT, Kharagpur for M Tech,
Completed, post graduate in computer,
Joined at a computer center that served the state,
Election computerized processing,
It was my project for a few sessions,
Successful the projects, I was happy,
Land records computerized for the district,
Successful in a project quite innovative,
State-wide area network digital link,
The project I started with selecting a firm,
It was successful with the design,
Great satisfaction in life is a milestone,
I joined a cooperative bank for the state,
Took challenging project for a job,
Computerizing banking for all branches,
Linking with district banks totally,
The data center, network mammoth job,
I finished my job a firm got tender,
Today it is working successfully,
Hanged my boot, I got retired from life,
Almost a decade retired life at home,
Life was never smooth met accidents,
Fell unconscious at home, injured head,
Survived from near-death fortunate,
At first, there was memory loss,
Lost coordination, troubled family,
Recovery gradual four years passed,
Weak frame stable confined to home,
Life at a crossroads, these days I write,
I write each day a poem about my life,
It is a long formative experience, lovely,
Closely watched emotions of human life,
Correlate my days of struggle, success,
Had love, care, attention of family,
Writes travesty from abject poverty,
From childhood to establishment later,
My life was found
to be a Sugardoll.
@ Bijayananda Mishra
