A Droplet Of Water Can’t Understand The Mighty Sea

Creative persons think differently. They stubbornly refuse to cast themselves in the dilapidated mould of the society.
They have their own peculiar mindsets, listen only to their conscience.

Poets, writers, artists and saints are generally intrepid. They fearlessly denounce the futile rituals and unfair customs of the society.
They don’t hesitate to call a spade a spade even at the cost of putting their lives in danger.

As a society likes pliable, lifeless “statues”, creative persons are often derided, misunderstood and considered “dangerous creatures”.

The following composition of mine is dedicated to all my comrades who have suffered or have been suffering immensely at the hands of hoi polloi for not subscribing to their useless practices and stupid beliefs. 

Perspectives of my rivals no longer displease me,
Droplets of water can’t understand the mighty sea.

Now I refuse to get offended by slanderous talk or jibe,
Stones are pelted only at fruits grown mature and ripe.

When I view the mirror I feel reassured and fine,
At least someone knows me in this home of mine.

~ Sanjay Gargish ~