Happy
New Year 2015.
If everything in
life is new, old becomes a fairy tale;
The new comes breathing, air fresh, healthy and hale.
The soil is as old
as the mother’s pure and plain love.
What grows on it, is
from the techie’s hands, far above.
There were faces
once, as framed facts of fine fervor;
The Facebook now uploads
faces fabulous, as a favor.
Life was once,
latticed with lot of hullabaloo and hype.
Added today, are Net
chats like, Face Time and Skype.
Social networking,
keeps bustling with its bonhomie now;
But social foundation
stood then, as a solid, sacred cow .
The power of
mankind is tweeting invisibly, with no pains;
But only with face
to face fiesta did it make up all its gains.
A misnomer is the New, without the halo and
hold of the Old.
A matrix should be the Old, to let the New fledge
and unfold.
P.Chandrasekaran.
P.Chandrasekaran.
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