On life and dignity

Diary entry by my father on 1.6.2002

4

As long as my spirit still

Is glad of breath

And lifts its plumes of pride

In the dark face of death

While I am curious still

Of love and fame

Keeping my heart too high

For the years to tame

How can I quarrel with fate

Since I can see

I am a debtor of life

Not life of me

5

What if the bridge men built goes down

What if the torrent sweeps the town

The hills are safe, the hills remain

And hills are happy in the rain;

If I can climb the hills and find

A small cottage to my mind

A lonely but a cleanly house

With shelves too bare to tempt a mouse

Whatever years remain to me

I shall live out in dignity

Jaswant Singh Matharu

This blog is dedicated to the memory of my dear father Jaswant Singh Matharu.

In his twilight years he maintained diaries which are a glimpse into his sensitive soul.

I share the pages of one of his diaries here.