RECOGNITION

POEM

The thespian walked down

the footpath to the railway station 

among the roaring crowded city.

He compared himself to

a drop of water in the sea.

Without allowing anybody

so as not to  recognize him anyone
in his fancy dress

he entered the platform and caught

a train to Boriveli.

Once in a while,

for a change

he indulged himself in

walking and travelling

along in his fancy dress

he travelled to unknown places

in the suburbs.

There was a time when

he craved for recognition

in the city.

He was quite young

and ambitious during those days.

He never dreamt in the wildest

of his dreams

one day his ambition

would fructify.

But contrary to his

dreams and expectations he  later

found himself scaling

the heights of glory 

thanks to his luck.

With him evolving into 

a famous actor

he lost his

desire to walk along

the footpaths of the city.

To escape from the

crowd who loved and

respected him and even

cherished the dream of

at least touching and kissing him

he bought luxury cars with AC

facilities and travelled

by the car with the

driver at the steering wheel and

he on the back seat.