PC
THOMAS
Kudos to
Ameya S, a class-2 tiny-tot, for her poem “Little Cat” published in Metro
Vaartha, dated 15 July. Having got ‘crazed’ with the rhyme, I took a screenshot
of the child’s page and put it in the status of my mobile. Also, I added one
more quote in my status page –“Keep encouraging, because your words may be the
only pillars of strength for someone who is pulling themselves up to stand
again and learn on”.
Since the
Malayalam clipping in my status page is unable to understand for the contacts
who are non-Malayalees, they all enquired - “What is it meaning sir?, make it
in a language which we can understand’. In reply mode I said, it is a
poem written by a class-2 child in Kerala, it means: “The little cat came,
Eaten the fresh fish, When make a Noise, The little cat ran away”. All people
have appreciated.
The tiny
tot Ameya’s poem made me crazy, why? A very long time ago, when I was in the
fifth class, (when there was no mobile or internet), my English teacher made an
extempore writing competition, to be performed on the blackboard. Everyone was
asked to write anything on the board, and the selected one would be prized. In
my turn, I wrote my originally written a four-line poem in the board about a little
cat like this. I remember it - “Myavu, Myavu Little Cat, Drinking Milk with
closing eyes?, You Think, no one knows, But everyone knows you are naughty”. My
poem was awarded. The whole teacher encouraged me to write more. It really made
a stepping stone in my career.
I am now
nearly a senior citizen level, not a journalist, but I have written
hundreds of write-ups in various publications. With over the past 26
years of writing experience, I have cultivated an addiction of mine from a
flickering flame to a raging fire with words. My Cat-Poem was laid a strong
foundation in my life. At the same time, I see a phenomenon in the field i.e, -
“No prophet is accepted in his own country” – means, all recognition
and apperception of my works I get only friends from far distant areas, not
from locals from close vicinity.
Kudos to
the little child Ameya for her excellent work!. I say, the journey of a
1000-miles really does start with a single step. Your tiny poem will be the
stepping stone of your success. Move yourself in the step-by-step process
of your personal growth, - You will be honoured with your skills and
creativity. - askpcthomas@gmail.com
