THE PORTRAIT OF AN INTREPID STORY-TELLER
Had within him the spirit of the peregrine
Beneath a smile that did ever shine !
Believed in himself–as preached by Sri Shankara…
Equanimity to him was a virtue–nary a trait cantankerous–
Did relish the role of an underdog early–
Surviving the jostle of many a brother surly…
Possessing a maturity ahead of his age and times,
Expanded his literary horizon amidst harsh and hostile climes.
Imbibing heartily the philosophy of a Jack London,
Displayed penmanship as fiercely as a swordsman !
Never flinching from fighting class or even gender debasement
And inspired by gallant knights opting for self-effacement;
Preferring to blush privately–unfazed by idlers’ flattery–
Crusaded boldly against a dispensation’s quirky scatterin’
Of goodies to a coterie–leaving the rest unclad and hungry–
His writings galvanized to action young men justifiably angry.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ( C.) KUMAARA SUKEJA. APRIL.2016
My Beloved APPA, Late Ahobal Keshav,a freedom fighter and a renowned journalist of his times, whose birthday falls today– on the festival day of UGADI.