GOLDEN JUBILEE

In the eventful years
as a fire-brand revolutionary
he tied the nuptial knot
around her neck
a namesake wedding
it was.
The party was banned,
his life a hide and seek game
once in a while
out of nothingness
he appeared and disappeared
before her
plunging her into momentary
happiness.
And her mind often a restlessness
raging sea those days.
He never made compromises
with his principles
never did she ask him to
bow his head before any one
and seek pardon
his courage she always adored
and appreciated.
Years in wilderness
at last the ban on party
lifted,
he came out into
the open world
then too restless he was
often caught in the web of
fighting for the
rights of the masses.
Married loneliness was
a curse befallen on her,
never did he care about it
all his will and pleasure.
With party expanding
and with party seizing power
comrades of yester years
turned greedy, power hungry
deviated from the doctrines
values and policies.
The hydrae of
revisionism and sectarianism
coiled around the party
squeezing the essence out
of the organization and his
will to fight
the flame of revolution
lay embedded like embers
covered with ashes.
One day he told himself
‘fed-up’ and threw in the towel.
Restless days came to an end
his mind still restless
unhappy
tried he to drown them
in the world of books
and unclouded, transparent
poignant memories.
True, she turned happy
knowing well his mind was
still among the masses and doctrines
his presence beside her
matter of happiness,
pleasure
though both had entered
the golden light
of life
and golden jubilee
of their wedded life
enacted once again by
exchanging garlands
and sweets distributed
thus
celebrating in the presence of
two sons, a few comrades and relatives
both became man and wife
the second time.
The namesake first wedding
still etched on the walls of
the minds of both.