Collision With Pollution*

Pollution level on the rise
With cough and cold we are tied
Dispensary doctors really troubled
For stream of patients on the double

Pollution in Delhi

            
                 Our turn came after an hour or so
                 Heat and waiting had made us sour
                 Yet we entered with a smile
                 Of our cough told in a while

He then advised us to take
Buy an inhaler for heaven's sake
Home we reached with a pile of pills
Together put would make a hill

                One by one we had our dose
                Youngest one with a smile he rose
                We did realize, that by mistake
                Medicines of his, we did not take

Back to hospital, my husband said
Took me along with a face so red
Reached the counter well in time
Please do explain we did mime

               All the medicines he had given
               But by mistake daughter given
               Double the dose which not was hers
               But do not worry he did pert

Home we reached with a sigh
Medicines divided with not a why
For each knew of folly done
Now sit with inhaler for cough be shunned

               All sat huddled beneath a sheet
               Inhaling, sweating and bearing heat
               Out of sheet, our faces shining
               Steam on face now wet and flowing

Made me remember of humid days**
When through the fields we made our way
Breathing fast with not a care
Of future fresh air to be scarce
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*Yes it is a real life experience around 2000. But when one  has five kids

and all sick then such things do happen. Delhi's pollution level is very high

as we all know and respiratory problems aggravates in spring, what with

no rain and too much dust in the air and the presence of pollen grains and

of course the smoke and other pollutants from various sources.

St. Thomas Church Mattom, Kerala***

 

** Here I am  remembering my childhood days when dad use to take

the whole lot of us (we are seven sisters and 3 brothers) to Kerala for

summer holidays and we used to go to Mattom, a small pilgrimage 

centre in Thrissur district.This place was around 5 kms from my

grandfather's house in Parappur village and we used to walk the whole

distance through paddy fields and reach Mattom church on the top of 

a hill with a panoramic view of the typical Kerala countryside........

"Those were the Days, my friend",  as Mary Hopkins sings
"We thought they will never end".

1. Mary Hopkins born 3rd May 1950 is a 
Welsh folk singer best known  for her
1968 UK number
"Those were the days"

*** Mattom, a quaint village in Thrissur district, has a Catholic tradition of
nearly1870 years. It is believed that St. Thomas church Mattom was
established in 140 AD. It is situated on a hillock abundantly blessed by Nature


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