FIRE - Dr Jernail Singh Anand

FIRE

Dr Jernail Singh Anand

Fire which was sleeping, had a dream. It saw a huge crowd following a very big man.
Big? Ten feet?
No very important was the whisper.

A big business corporate.
A multi billionaire.

The fire felt happy.
It will be great to meet a billionaire.

Fire heard the people shout.
It leapt its head from out of the match stick.
It was a pyre like pyres.
Just six feet.
And they poured some smelling liquid.
Now they are chanting 'mantras'.

Then then someone knocked in my head.
I woke up from my dream.
And lo, I was invited.
A rustle and I was ignited.

They set me on one side of the pyre.
He is a billionaire.
I had a bee in my head.
And I started searching his body.
I went inside.
I went outside.
Everywhere inside and out.

There was no pocket on the body.
No corner where millions were stacked.
Give me the password of your swiss accounts.
I took a lot of time torturing him in his head.
But he was dead.

All that he had made
Lay buried in silence and parting poverty.
Millions now did not stay.
And inside an hour, I turned him to eternity.

My mortal lesson, for the day.
Millions don't go beyond the clay