by N.M. Gupta
Pathos always remains the only everlasting truth of eternity. Piercing screams of infancy, undesirable incessant anxieties of youth, frightening old age, inevitable approaching moment of death, every stage from life to death; all the pathways leading to the destined graveyard, woes of womb and rebirth and pining for what is naught in the quest of fortunes; shadow of misery follow us even after death
In perceiving beyond self, the painful tears of others lead us, with soothing effects, to the hidden mysterious universal truth of the saddest span of life.
This poetic composition, transpired on the ghats of holy ganges, is a tribute to the unsung, forgotten, unwept and unknown beings of the earth.