A infant cries incessantly br and the warm blood flows beneath, br Kissing his soft palms br playing with its warm embrace br never trembled by br A terrible event beyond his reach br But yearns for Papa's delightful consolation br And Mama's celestial br Kisses are never forthcoming br Despite the routine tricks br Defeated hopelessly to get br The much needed attention br Too scared and perplexed br Of unmoving surroundings br Innocent eyes wander allover br To find an answer br still slow drops of blood br Is all one can hear br Mama still on the bed br Drowned into cruel whirl br Papa's eyes not flashing br As they turned as strangers br For reasons unknown and br As the blood stops to drop br and get thicker and darker br the baby is tired of weeping; br surrenders to sleep br Keeping the hope alive br Through the fainted sight br br (Written during the Mumbai terror seize)br br Chandrashekar a posy poetbr br