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THEY ARE THE MIGHTY HORSES OF THE MODERN WORLD

Published by pragyansharma polavarapu in category Poetry with tag diamond | Dream | God | radio

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Poem – THEY ARE THE MIGHTY HORSES OF THE MODERN WORLD

Radio is not the little song bird which sings Hindi songs.

Radio lies inside every  magic gadget that  shows dances

And cricket matches and such interesting things.

Radio waves are invisible waves

And are the mighty horses of modern world.

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While watching a most enchanting old Hindi film on TV

I had a nice dream.

Hundreds of long dazzling strings

Made of dazzling diamonds

Were hung thick and vertically down to form

A thick glassy curtain in middle of a long dark room.

I sat on one side of the curtain

And from the other side a sharp powerful light played wildly

At high speed on to the curtain of diamond strings.

The dazzling sparks of light of many colors

Created strange but beautiful shapes

On the curtain of diamond strings.

I was mesmerised at the beauty of the shapes.

The big scientists say such activity on a small scale

Occurs inside the TV every moment every day !

##

I was fully  intoxicated by an old Hindi song

Coming from the little black pocket radio

Kept on the small round table of glass.

I was repairing ,dissecting and testing another radio.

I dozed off and had still another beautiful dream.

Thousands of wild muscular winged horses,

Nay, millions upon millions of them,

Were running over an endless green meadow

All in a single forward direction .

They sped on like forks of lightning

At speeds of thousands of miles in a single moment!

(The speed was, the scientists say,

Really three hundred thousand “kilometers”

In just one single second, can you  believe?)

There were riders too on the back of all the horses .

Yes, each horse carried a rider with a dazzling golden spear

In his upraised hand and singing war songs.

While one group of the wild horses passed

Another equally big group came on the scene

With colorful riders in silks

With upraised spears in their hands.

##

There was still another dream — (I  can’t believe.

When you go on thinking of science fantasies

One after another endlessly you get engulfed

In such silly meaningless dream fantasies !)

There in the new fantasy ,

There were dozens of huge and heavy golden tubes,

All six inches cross  and six feet long !

All were placed on  a green slanting meadow.

The tubes were open at both the ends!

For unknown reasons buckets of water

Were being strangely poured continuously

In to the tubes at one end,

And entire water came out at the other end!

“What   madness and silly nonsense ?”—I thought.

##

I was doing a C++ program  on the laptop and dozed off.

I had still another wild dream now!

A narrow glass tube was bringing water

Into a huge room-sized  beautiful glass chamber!

It was so big, transparent and bright.

The water slowly flowed and flowed

Through thousands of tiny glass boxes

Connected by tiny glass tubes,

All  maze lying inside the big chamber.

The water stayed inside the big chamber for days and days,

And did not flow out.

##

In real computers the songs, dances, cricket matches,

And the video films all remain inside and do not go out.

They remain within the billion tiny chambers.

They appear and disappear as per your wish  .

They seem to remain dissolved in the electric wires

And go round and round without coming out.

The electrical engineers and the mathematicians do the trick.

##

We have a very  interesting fact.

( This is not a dream but a fact!)

The songs, cricket matches , the speeches etc,

Coming into  the pocket radio or TV set,

Flow out  soon after they perform.

They flow out completely and disappear without trace.

It is very much like the water flowing in and flowing out

From the golden tubes open at both the ends !

(Of this we talked above.)

##

It  is far different in the computer family.

(That is in the cell phone ,the laptop and I-pad too).

In all of them the songs, dances, cricket matches etc

Do not flow out but remain for weeks and months inside

Unless you press the “delete” button and push them out.

##

The “radio waves” are the greatest boon from the gods.

The “carrier waves” are unchanging and unwavering.

They are the mighty horses of the radio world.

The programs we hear and see

Are  like “human riders” with bright spears in their upraised hands.

This is so whether in lowly pocket radio

Or the bombastic Internet

The programs (songs, dances and cricket matches)

Can perform and play only by riding the “carrier waves”.

They get down from the wild horses (the carrier waves),

Settle inside our pocket radio,TV, computer etc,

Dress up and get ready to perform .

The “carrier waves” are truly the  mighty wild horses of the radio world.

##

The philosophers say that radio waves,

(Or the streams of photons as some scientists say),

Are the most perfect creation of god .

They are a mighty tool provided by god

For man to realize his great artistic goals.

But every “radio box” big and small—-

Be it the  intelligent-looking  pocket radio,

The very symbol of high dignity and beauty,

Or the bombastic computer and Internet—-

All are still the imperfect man’s imperfect creations.

The philosophers ask people to realize

The real place of the tiny man

And his real tiny size  before god almighty

Who controls,commands and manages

The billions of galaxies each of which

Has a billion suns and billion planets inside.

So the philosophers  ask people  to realize

That the radio waves can be used not for little selfish work

But only to keep man in strict love of god

Just as children who are ever in great love of their  parents.

Man should keep all his radio boxes strictly subordinate

To the mighty god who rules the universe

And should follow rules of high morality and great goodness.

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