( A Series of Sight Rhymes composed as a Tribute to our beloved Parsis )

I don’t know if there is such a thing as historical catharsis
But if there is , I’d like to hear about it from the Parsis
I often think of how the Zoroastrians had to flee Iran
If they were not killed or converted almost to a man
I imagine their flight to our peaceful Indian shores
Bringing with them their religion their culture and mores
How they float fragrantly on the milk sweet and fine
Of a secular civilization like buds of white jasmine
For the unique lifestyle of the Indian Zoroastrian
Is a cause for celebration for us all in the main
From Tatas to Wadias to Godrejs , Iranis et al
They’re the creme de la creme , very inspirational
They have worked very hard and are highly prosperous
Rising from rock bottom when they first came to chez nous
So when they tell their story now , the Indian Parsis
It’s not historical trauma but still a catharsis

( Amita Sarjit Ahluwalia )

( Note : Sight Rhymes are words whose endings look similar in terms of spelling but sound different )

6 thoughts on “Catharsis


    A fitting tribute to Parsis ! wonderful take-on! Beautiful rhyming scheme ! Cathartic touch given to the poem is quite remarkable.

  2. Suma K Gopal

    Often, going back to the roots and then discovering the trunk, branches – is quite cathartic. A well-written tribute!


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