SEPARATION

This has been one of the most painful weeks for me... One of my friends who was doing anaesthesiology with me met with a tragic train traffic accident on 23.9.2008... We tried out best to save him. He was put on artificial ventilator and massive amounts of blood were transfused over 1 week. He underwent 3 major surgeries.. But, sadly, slowly, he sank... we lost him on 29.9.2008. Remembering him...

Dear Senthil,

You were so soft-spoken, yet high-spirited,
So calm and cool, yet casual and carefree;
We have lots more to talk with you,
Why? Oh! Why then, did you suddenly flee?

So many glories left to achieve,
So many awards left to receive,
So many patients, so many lives you have to save,
Why? Oh! Why then, the hurry to the wretched grave?

Blame it on Fate? Ah! The cruel blows of fate,
While countless hitmen and mascots of hate
Continue to walk around and stalk this earth,
Why? Oh! Why were you snatched away into the hearth?

You were such a precious soul Senthil, one who really mattered..
Our hearts bleed in agony, in pain, our senses numbed, shattered..
May your memories live forever...
May your soul rest in peace...

ANSWER ME, IF YOU CAN

Oh! Why was i born?
Just to face dawn after dawn?
Why do i walk? Where do i go?
Who is my friend? Who is my foe?

Why do i smile? Why do i talk?
Why am i part of this pretending flock?
What am i doing?
Why am i doing what i am doing?

What should i do in my short stay here?
Just be on the top with no earthly peer?
What am i to do in this mysterious life?
Just give birth to life after life?

Is this the goal in this Incomprehensible Game?
Satisfying the carnal sense with adam or dame?
When do i breathe my last breath?
What happens to me after my death?

Does asking such questions brand me insane?
Or, is it a mockery of the pseudo-sane?