“A FERTILE FEMININE FAMILY’
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(One To Seven, Yet None Is Son)
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Two Springs, I have yet to gaze,
To hit a quarter century of age !
Now I am walking along the edge
Of my life gone above average !
When I do feel being emotional,
I happen to be quite devotional !
Consequently dipping into thoughts,
I recall my silly childhood rots !
Scenes of growing our family tree,
My memory exhibits before me !
Our family grew like an oak tree,
Broad branches whereof being three !
These branches were my three granddads,
Who, I remember, were our family heads !
Two of them cherished births of sons,
The third remained ever aspiring such ones !
He continued growing family with such ecstasy,
But every time contrarily he begot a lassie !
One-to-seven, yet none was a son,
All lassies, too, were of swarthy complexion !
This created in him a sense of grudge,
Against his brothers, so thence he became a drudge !
Though that was so-called irony of fate,
Which has to be sustained without rebate !
Hope is a good breakfast but a bad supper,
Outcome of which all have to suffer !
The jealous grandpa was lastly blessed with a son,
Whereby dwindling his so long inset tension !
The son can only enhance family tree,
Making the father’s parentage free !
That’s why the birth of a son is preferred,
And that of a daughter is demurred !
The Goddess “Mother Universe” felt this disparity,
Being observed against any daughter’s entity !
She blessed seven lassies of envious granddad,
With high academic degrees to go ahead !
All his seven girls gained prodigious talent,
Each one proved high-flying and gallant !
They began teaching by tuitions day-and-night,
Thus earning enough to defeat family plight !
They laid examples in our fallacious society,
To do away with all fallacy of variety !
Their family thus became rich enough,
To entice grooms for betothral hand-cuff !
“Mother Universe” thus proved Her Prudence,
Favouring femininity to gain credible credence !
Now the women class is prospering everywhere,
Equally high-flying with their fantasy of flair !
“Family Planning Code”, they adhere to,
To restrict their issues to maximum two !
Developing or under-developed nations,
Are yet to go to learn such lessons !
Like China and India dominating huge populations,
Whereby facing indecipherable aberrations !
Their rural hoi polloi yet proliferating,
Unmindful of large family, yet anticipating !
Hence they have multitudinous family,
Increasing population, though willy-nilly !
A rigid rule of law is must to be enforced,
The governments must take it to be endorsed !
Over-population snubs the way of development,
Developed nations are only yet vigilant !
Let us all developing nations swear by God,
To restrict human growth using rigidly a rod !
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4 Comments
A lovely thought provoking poem, Ashwinji.
ashwini kumar goswami Reply:
January 4th, 2010 at 7:00 pm
@medhini, Thanks Medhini ji with
Happy 2010.
1) Born: 14-03-1936 (Bikaner-Rajasthan)
2) Caste: Goswami Brahmin.
3) Religion: Sanatan Dharm. (Devotee of Mother Universe-Jagadamba)
4) Status: Pensioner (Retired A.A.O.)
5) Hobbies: Deep devotion, Music (A veteran musician), Chess, Solving
crossword puzzles and writing proses/verses in English,
Hindi, Brij Bhasha etc. A veteran flautist & Synthesizer/Harmonium Wizard.
Ashwini,
well rhymed as usual. An interesting piece.
However, unless I am mistaken, your conclusions jar with the story of the poem.
India and China now have absolutely more poor than the total populations at the time of independence, less food production despite the expansion of agriculture, massive population (massively sex imbalanced) despite aggressive population growth control programs and mass emigration.
Through out the ages the best form of birth control is mass material prosperity. Prosperity, first, through responsible democracy then the effect of population decline,
Gion
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ashwini kumar goswami Reply:
January 4th, 2010 at 12:55 pm
@Gion Gion,Happiest 2010, Dear
Gion for your decipherable comments and appraisal. The idea of the
poem arose in me with a view to do away with the sense of the
disparity being observed between daughters and sons, particularly
in under-developed or developing countries like India, China and
other similar nations, as such a discrimination irks me ever as does
an eye-sore.
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