THEY DIDN'T SPARE ME EVEN AFTER MY DEATH When I was just born; witnessing the first rays of brilliant dawn,
swinging innocuously in my rustic cradle; with intricate bells jingling over my forehead, they asked me whether I wanted honey or frosty milk. When I grew a little older; crawling onerously on my spongy pair of feet, crying effusively; emitting volatile tears from my cheek, They asked me whether; I wanted a toy; embracing and hoisting me high in their arms. When I started going to school; voraciously pedaling my dilapidated bicycle, Chewing my crimson colored lips; which superbly blended with my babyish white tinge, They asked me insistently; about the marks I had secured in my arithmetic paper. When I scrupulously passed high school; passing with exorbitant marks in a plethora of subjects, The surreal days of childhood; now an evanescent memory of the past, They asked me the arenas I was going to specialize; trying to decode my aptitude towards life. When I transited to realms of youth; with impetuous blood circulating in slender veins, Bulging muscles protruding from the flimsy fabric of my knitted shirt, They asked me; the ways and indispensable means to perspire in the Sun and earn. When I procreated a battalion of progeny of my own, Devoting infinite hours of the day; catering to their boisterous demands, They asked me; whether the children were mine or did I adopt them. When I acquired the form of an old man; with grizzly hair encompassing my scalp, An ocean of bones drooping in my body; with gaping holes clearly visible as I blatantly opened my mouth, They asked me; how much I had achieved in the tenure of my life, Trying to test reserve levels of my prevailing endurance. And eventually when I departed for my heavenly abode; succumbing to perils of old age, The amalgamate of supple flesh and bones in my body; reduced to sacrosanct ash, They mercilessly asked the cause of my death; the amount of affluence I had accumulated and now safely stored.