Abhimanyu

one had destiny hurled on to him
while he was still in womb
other had destiny splattered on him
the moment he fell for her
one was charming, young and exultant
when he died
other was inert, old and withered
when he died
both knew half the story
both were ruled by calamity
both were warriors in their own right
both were called Abhimanyu

Both died all alone
far from madding crowd
far from loved ones
both the demises were celebrated
by the vanquishers
both the demises were commiserated
by the one left behind
both of them chose the path
on which they were to tread
never knowing that
It was always meant to be
both were called Abhimanyu

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Thought is your Enemy