The New Nation - Internet Edition

Hidden ache

Julian Parrish

Gentle and brilliant student of varsity,

She is tall and to looks at, very pretty.

Stays somewhere in this crowded city,

But always seems has an affair of pity.

Sometimes she comes with her daddy

Never laughs or talks with boy buddy,

And at all times busy with her study

May be she is shy or proud or moody.

One day I saw her in a shopping mall,

Bargaining to buy small things or doll.

I wished to continue look or give a call,

But did not if she nerves or feel gall.

In leisure she sits under shadow of tree,

Where site is fully green, calm and free.

To gets fresh air or reads story of fairy

But even then she looks at very worry.

May be she is waiting for dear's mail

Or an important person of her in jail,

Hence waiting for his return and bail

Or someone ruined or went to hell.

Or there has some unknown sad pain,

Because she failed to achieve or gain,

So she has little problem in her brain.

Perhaps those are also not really main.

Possibly a famous person bluffed her,

Or she lost somebody in recently war.

Probably, somebody died in very near,

Or got very bad message from far dear.

Maybe a man married for her cuteness

And he unsatisfied for her barrenness,

Few years he tried to get baby but fail

And sorrowfully at last told her vale.

Everyone knows about her good result

But for that not a soul praise or insult

And no one knows what is her fault,

Or she never comes with all to exult.

If I get an opportunity to talk with her

Or if I get same assignment from sir,

Then I will ask about her gloomy face,

And hope she will tell me on sore case.