In my protracted sound slumber
God crossed the threshold and asked me What do you want?
I said in sate of consternation, I am bewildered with this life
On one hand pleasure and on another pressure Some moments of Ups and some of downs On one side, dark nights of displeasure
And on the other, Sunny bright mornings of pleasure After all what constitutes the entire notion of ‘life’
God nodded and peacefully replied it is all about ‘compromise and contempt’ Before birth comprise with incarnation
After birth compromise with toys In school compromise with study In college, compromise with career
Before marriage compromise in the choice of a fiancée After marriage compromise with wife and the stubborn life Before employment compromise with foul redundancy After employment compromise with salary
In middle age compromise with companions Whereas in old, compromise with health
“Everywhere, everythere I did it.” God alleged with vigor I said but ‘why?’
To remember me and remind me
If you compromise to be contempt, it is always possible. And if you contempt to compromise, it is impossible.
So, life is midway between possible and impossible. I bless you that you would make it possible.