On Friday, a storm lashed Delhi. Dr Amrinder celebrates the storm, reminding us of Tagore, exclusively for Different Truths.
In the eye of a storm I’m caught And brace myself for the onslaught Yet, it’s not fear that terrorises But its might, that mesmerises In wonderment and joy I glance At the wind and leaves in a frenzied dance. The sound, the scent, the glorious sight My skin, my senses, my soul delight Even as, A lifeless tree, leafless and brown, With a mighty gust, comes crashing down. Be it God’s wrath or the work of the devil In its fury, I rejoice and revel For, the chaos without, strangely calms The unrest within, like a soothing balm.
Photos by the poet
[i] She penned the poem on Saturday, adding a small note, “Hope it blows away the Coronavirus.”
Dr Amrinder Kaur Bajaj is a senior gynaecologist, an award-winning author, columnist, and poetess. She also writes editorials for newspapers like The Times of India, Tribune and India Express. At present, she is attached to FMRI (Fortis Memorial Research Institute) Gurgaon. She also teaches Minimally Access Surgery to national and international postgraduate doctors at The Medicity Gurgaon.
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