कविता
Sometimes when I feel sad,
Over the behavior of human beings,
I talk to the alphabet of my breath.
I learn ‘A’ for ‘Apne.’
B for ‘Bure,’
and many more letters.
I think about how the family of alphabet
lives together without any complaint.
A to Z, all of them are equal.
At different places they are used.
They are useful in their own ways.
Why don’t human beings
have that kind of broad heart?
The letters never ask one another.
“Why are you here, and why am I there?”
Nobody feels small, nobody feels great,
Nobody carries jealousy or hatred.
A can not write the story without B.
And Z too has its own place in the family.
Even the smallest word needs its letters.
to give a meaning to someone’s feelings.
They never fight over their positions.
Never complain about their combinations.
They simply come together.
and create thousands of beautiful expressions.
But human beings,
Created with hearts and feelings,
often fail to live like a simple alphabet.
They divide themselves into families.
Castes, colors, status and possessions.
I wish I could teach them one lesson.
From the little family of A to Z
You need not be alike to live together.
You need not be great to be important.
And you need not be first to be respected.
Perhaps the day human beings learn
to live together like the alphabet,
The world will become a beautiful sentence.
where every human being will have a place,
and nobody will feel like a meaningless letter.
Anil Kumar Mishra
