Sinister Monster

I rushed out of my house
lost in million thoughts
jumped in to a taxi
it wasn’t far when I realised, what?
I had left my lifeline behind
knee jerk response was to rewind
to rush back and pickup my master
yes, I call it My Master…and not a cellphone
It is my master and I am it’s slave
to break the bonds I need to be brave
my impulse to return, surprisingly waned
even before it arose, and I wasn’t pained…..
and Lo! I was alone now!
I was elated, I was happy
I was joyful, liberated and free
I had walked up to my flame tree…..
and no one, absolutely no one
could now track me!
no one, absolutely no one
could now locate me!
I was free, it was my time and me…..
my moments were truly mine
and I was absolutely fine,
this gave me a taste of the past
when life would happen without any cost….
when for years since I was born
after office hours, people were gone
landlines would ring and letters were sent
nibs were broken and ink was spent….
men would actually go to greet
on festivals and occasions everyone would meet
and now it is indeed a very big feat,
to fit in the present times
we have cruelly crushed
our freedom and our Me Time…..
that one small monster
sticking to our palm
but all out to damn
draining our peace and freedom
with every ring and notification,
constantly glued to the outside world
peeping in to others life
else busy showing off yours!
where there are RIPs and no tears
loads of congratulations from peers
but a tinge of envy burning coffers
but today I was free of all these fears……
I had left behind
the draining, ringing, sinister monster…..
©Dr Swati A Gadgil, All Rights Reserved.

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About Dr Swati A Gadgil

Anaesthesiologist , practising since last 30 yrs in Mumbai and medico legal advisor. Counsellor for Children at Puberty , Parenting , Stress Management , Motivation and Peace MBBS DA LLM Postgraduate in Human Rights Postgraduate in Hospital management Founder President of NGO, Dombivli Women's Welfare Society and it's youth wing NayaSavera Published three books of poetry Columnist and writes on various topics like Stress Management Appointed by Times of India as Consultant for their NIE Newspaper In Education Program Recognised by Medical associations and Rotary Speaker and panelists on Tele media, print media and National and International conferences Taekwondo Red Belt

8 thoughts on “Sinister Monster

  1. Amita Paul

    Fantastic ! A hard-hitting poem on the overtaking of actual reality by virtual reality and the poet’s dream of returning to the pre- cellphone way of life .

  2. Pushmaotee Subrun

    A mobile free existence …for an hour or two yes… then see myself hurrying up to greet my ‘master’ …yes am also a slave to it…agree with you dear poet Dr Swati!

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