GoodFriday 2006

The day to keep account of.
Its a montage of life.

I heard someone's dead
when i landed in my home.
A grandma.
Who we hated first and then started
liking her.

It was good firday.
So all of us went to the church.
In between the ceremony
we all came to see this grandma.
In a freezer box
Kept inside an ambulance.
She just travelled a long distance from her home town
after a operation
to see her grand children
and left them very next day to god.

There is not much hue and cry
since this happend asa shock and
all are busy taking the body back to the native place.

I went inside the van.
Silent.
I prayed or not i don't know.
i came out.

Then i went to church again to
participate in the ceremony.
As part of that
im standing in a line
There's a cute baby
smiling before me.
A smile, which no one hates.

i smiled back.
she/he smiled again.
A wonderful smile.

Suddenly her face was changing.
she started crying.
A small cry.
Her mom is taking care of her.
Again.
Shes back to her
world's most beautiful smile.

As i move in the line
Im now standing before the cross
of jesus.
With blood coming out of his legs
hands, head, lips, heart.
He is dying.

I kissed his feet.
I turned back.
I don't know what am thinking
Theres this three flashes coming and going
The dead grandma/the smiling baby/the jesus on the cross.

I don't know does these things have any
Meaning in my life.
Im thinking. And im still thinking.