3rd January 2013
Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans.
John Lennon
I do believe in fate. It is possible that you may benefit or lose because of factors beyond your control which I call as fate. A friend of mine forwarded a very touching poem asking me to forward the same to as many people as possible:
A Touching Poem...... on drunken driving..
I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I did not drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I would get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet..
I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car did not see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I am the one who will pay.
I am lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you would get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon..
There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I will die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I did not drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others did not think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I am feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I do not think it is fair.
I am lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I am becoming very scared.
Please do not cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I did not drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?
N C Sridharan
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