Two logs of exceptional
qualities,
Tied together by somebody
intelligent,
With a thick strong cord,
Logs wondered why?
They took it as their
destiny,
To be together without
wanting to know why?
They were merry pair
together,
Floating with time,
In their sorrows and joy,
Together fighting the mighty waves,
Which wanted to break them apart,
Together fighting the mighty waves,
Which wanted to break them apart,
Sweep them away from each other.
Time passed,
The cord started weathering,
Losing the strength to hold
them firmly together,
This started friction between
the logs,
They knew not why and what,
Is causing the discomfort.
Yet remained tied together,
Made merry with each other despite of the friction,
Made merry with each other despite of the friction,
Unknowingly and
unintentionally,
Causing deep wound to each
other.
For they knew they cannot go
against their destiny,
They knew not the strength of
bond,
The strings of cord started
weakening day by day,
Thread by thread it started
wearing off,
But yet the logs did not
realize,
It is their destiny which was
changing.
They knew not,
The change which was to
follow.
One fine day they realized
they are no longer tied together,
The last string on cord had
snapped.
They wondered,
Oh! What have we not done to strengthen the
bond?
They wondered!
They wondered!
Now when the only string
holding us has broken,
Even when we drift away,
What is holding us?
Why can’t we get away from each
other?
They did not realize,
It was the fluid wave,
Just a wave which was holding
them together,
They were always at two ends
of the same wave,
And
When one swayed away,
Far away,
Far away,
The same wave would bring the
other near.
How fragile the relation
between them had become,
That the ever changing,
Thin fluid wave was the only
cause for them to be together.
The wood of logs started to
rot,
Due to might of water, air
and time,
They started rotting, from
outer surface to the inner core,
The rotting bark stretched
towards each other like two hands,
But alas! It was too late,
They were so thin and fragile,
That could not hold together without strings attached,
They drifted away to the
oblivion,
Wishing they were tied with
strong emotions and love,
For it would have not
perished with time.
Do not let you be tied to
anybody with strings attached,
Do not let people decide your
fate,
Be together for love and
respect,
Be so strong in your
relationship that,
Neither time nor money,
Ego and pride,
Bring you apart.
Have a strong reason to be
together,
Do not just allow yourself to
be tied together till you rot.
Have courage to snap the cord,
Before it starts becoming
weak,
And cause irreparable damage.
Or yet better find a way to
strengthen it,
Because relationships are like
fragile clay pot,
More it is heated it on the
fire,
Of love respect and devotion,
Stronger they become.
Remember you are not a piece
of log,
But a living intelligent
being,
Take your own decisions and
never regret them.