let me be the first to appreciate you in the New Year
For providing a web site exclusive to ’64 batch, over one year
I am grateful to you as it gave me an opportunity to compose
Politic contemplations which I enjoyed writing, so thanks my dear
With this mail sending a set of verses attached
Hope I have dotted, all ‘i’s and ‘t’s are crossed
Wish you and Kathy a wonderful New Year
Hope there will be another RU, soon this year
At our age, surely none of us have many years to live,
No way can we take along anything we ‘claim’ we have,
Must put an end to the greed and stop collecting more
Empty tills and banks, put a stop of being thrifty too
Grant some gracious public servants do continue their good work
Even after retirement to uphold high standards and train the new lot
Few praiseworthy souls with compassion, and selflessness at heart
Continue to work to guide and pass skills to their apprentice set
The write up below is a hint only to those who continue with intention
To enhance the wealth of dependents, though latter are financially well off
It is painful to see, some old folks are unhappy but still compelled to work
As they cannot give up the habit of amassing wealth, at whatever the cost
My advice is to spend your dosh lavishly, so you can enjoy life to the full
Be generous to the poor, give to charities, not for fame but out of good will
Take vacations and cruises, meet nice people, see weird and wonderful places
Surely you have earned the right to satisfy your hitherto suppressed desires
Some do transfer their mountains of wealth to children long before time
Hoping to reduce inheritance tax burden, of their good for nothing kids
To prevent our children becoming parasites, eagerly check our breathing
This is the age to be selfish, spend the lot, let them earn their own mammon
Please do not worry about what would happen, after we are gone
When we returned to dust, nothing would be heard, no praises nor blame.
Time is now to enjoy life and our hard earned wealth, before eyes are closed!
Should not worry about children, it is their choice so let them swim or sink
One must resist becoming a slave, a guardian or ‘a dependable angel’
We’ve cared for them, pored affection, given plenty of comforts and guile
Remaining wealth, rightly earned and they’ve seen us work very hard
Our lives should certainly be more meaningful, than amassing for the brood
To dedicate life, from children’s cradle to our own perishing stage,
‘Unpaid baby sitters’ a poor contract, for grandparents in their old age
Unfortunate aberration, occurring far too often, which truly is a disgrace
Should not fall into the trap, let our right to enjoy life, at own slow pace.
Our purpose in life is ‘not to be ring fenced’ to share their burden
So they can have good carriers, enjoy cinema, parties and freedom
When cannot look after ourselves, we will become burdens in few days
Children should be fair, not to dump their litter, on old mums and dads
Do not expect too much from one’s own children.
When you need, they would invent a huge quandary
Filial demands and commitments will be very heavy
They’ve no obligations to us, cannot expect favours many
Uncaring children do invariably fight over parents’ assets
When we are alive, wishing every minute for our demise
Impatient for the day to inherit our properties and wealth.
To become rich overnight with our hard earned belongings
Yet we have no claims over their wealth, time or money
If ever our need arises they are deaf, blind or damn too busy
Few ‘bread crumbs’ hesitantly may throw with considerable fuss
As a great favour, scrutinized jointly with their darling better halves
No child takes a life insurance with parent’s welfare in mind
They would hardly ever plan to brighten their old parents’ lives
Why should septuagenarians get up at five am to go to work?
Trading their health just to put to children’s coffers more cents!
Adding stress to mind and body despite, natural wear and tear
Expecting parents to work to an early grave, is thoroughly unfair
Even extra money may not be able to buy their health if broken
Doubt very much, if our kids will allow their own tills to be shaken
When to stop making money, and how much is enough
A hundred thousand, a million or a billion or even a trillion
There is no limit a philosopher or a sage can define
The nature of greed, one must recognise, is always to add on
Out of hectares of good farm land, I do already hold
I do not consume even three quarts a day of rice
All mansions, your name may be on, in many continents
Our need each is less than eight square meters to rest at night.
So, as long as we have food plentiful and enough money to spend,
Would be good enough to live happily and to get off the rat race
Every family has its own demands and one should not compare with others
But must stop when we know that we have enough, for the rest of our lives
One day passes without happiness, we will lose one day.
One day passes with happiness, and then we gain a day.
In good spirit, sickness will cure; in a happy spirit, sickness will cure faster
Happiness will only arrive when we are ready, ‘to let everything go my dear’!
Ariya’s contemplations 01 01 2016