For My wild buddies

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Dedication to the Gharial

For my Wild Buddies.....!!!

I,

I was a Salim Ali of my wonderland

With a diary, a pen & a pair of binocs in my hand

I,

I Seldom cared about those creepies,

Was busy harking those songs...

From bushes to bushes and then to trees...

I used to rush in to the throngs...

Luck Favored and

The day came when my dreams became wild...

to the aspirer, from the innocence of the child...

Here I met some of my wild buddies...

Roses seldom pleased me, longed for those wild puppies..

With crawling belly, I met a Gharial, so weird...

No pinnas , No hairs and lack those beard...

I teased him

Was wondering about his scales and scute...

Still, Silent he rest, no hissing- A pleasant mute...

A Rhino with its horn and A musk dear with its Musk...

"Ghara" filled in his lungs-The Serenity of Dusk...

With the flow of Rapti, He stares...

Loves basking, in the sun that glares..

He and I became the best friends forever..

Gentle and Friendlier, Unlike A clever Mugger...

But,

Sadly he said....

He is in the verge of Extinction...

Will be the history, Fixed in the fiction...

I was sad and I am bereaved...Broken..

The Gharials should be alive, but not as a token...

So I gave him an oath to protect him...

I am into the wild and this is my sole dream...

by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

2:30 pm, Thursday, 31st March,2011

Resource-cum-I-team provoked me to

scribble this poem..

Would like to dedicate it to all my ambient friends at I-team

WWF Nepal, Kathmandu,

Nepal

Posted by Sanjeeta sharma pokharel "Hridayaninadini' at 1:17 AM