The Bank Of Life


 

 


 

I received a call from a bank

“There’s a draft for you, would you receive it ma’am?’

I was surprised, and racked my brain

Couldn’t remember opening any account, in my name.

 

Off I went, to see what this was all about

I just had to go, had to clear a lot of doubts

 

I reached the bank; saw it was called ‘LIFE’

Amazed I was, as I walked inside

It was vast and empty, there was no one there

Beautifully decorated, but had just one chair

 

‘Hello!!?’ I called out, ‘Is anyone there?’

There was no answer, as I stood wondering what to do

In walked a man, I knew him from somewhere

But where, I didn’t have a clue

 

‘Some accounts to be settled, some debts to be paid,

Some cheques, to be encashed, ma’am why don’t you take a chair?

 

I panicked a little but did as I was told

Sat on the only chair, saw it was made of gold

 

He bought out some ledgers; saw my name on some

There were lots of figures, I couldn’t understand a-one.

 

Began explaining about give and take

This is ‘The Bank of Life’ he said

All accounts to be settled all debts to be paid

 

Everyone has an account here

Whether they are aware of it or not

We keep their books and ease their debts

Till an equal balance we have sought

 

Remember what you have taken, you also have to give

If you have been forgiven, you also have to forgive

This bank has a lot of facilities, which I shall tell you about today

The only thing we do not return, are your yesterdays.

 
~Mayuri Sharma~