"Gifted Ornament" By InnerAsia, 02 June 2001 Your paternal seeds were perhaps sown, By the skilled mahajans of Gujarat; Crafted by trade into full bloom, grown, For love at first sight, embarked On the famed railways of free Nairobi, planted home! Hence, the budding of you, a first offspring, 'tis good luck! And here, your childhood days were happy and well-spent, Your British-schooled mind tamed in gleeful adolescence, And further cultured by the mentors of cold Montreal Where holidays rolled on, leaving you enthralled; For soon, it is the memory of it all, That warms you up to new questions, thawing; It is the heated buzz of Kenya, calling! Wise counsels, your maternal inspiring guide Prod you to return to the thunder, rumbling, coming... Applause! Over the airwaves, it is your primetime, Inciting the thunder with flashes of insight, In symphony with your winning smile; Yes, praises clamor, resounding way beyond borders, Till they hear, they hear! The world's news leader hears! And off you are to tread once more, To run the ground on formidable news desks Anchored by your rich past, you are at your best! For answers to our questions, our future rests Upon your loving toil of joyful commitment; Sprouting green groves for the growing learned; Nurtured by your generosity of spirit, fearless! Firmly stemmed, yet reaching out, You are our world's Gifted Ornament!
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