In 1977 at Rajendranagar in Hyderabad, <br />The city of the White Moghuls, <br />Of Rebecca’s statue with marble veil, <br />We were in Institute of Rural Development. <br /> <br />Prem, Phukan and I were out walking <br />In the evening: with the seriousness <br />Of men in prime but yet growing up, <br />We discussed life and literature. <br /> <br />I took from Shakespeare’s sonnet <br />‘Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May’: <br />Apoorva who was also in Christian College <br />Was into the infinite moves on chess-board. <br /> <br />Prem of Loyal College of the Jesuits said, <br />Fight between evil and good is constant. <br />Our feeling was he was being childish, <br />Phukan and I didn’t believe in all that. <br /> <br />Years later I was convinced Prem <br />Was right, reinforcing Eliot’s <br />Perpetual struggle between good and evil <br />Wondering what is the next change!<br /><br />Daniel Trevelyn Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/premkumar-apoorva-phukan-and-i/
