These days will also pass

Image :Sydney Rae from Unsplash Tarantella   Do you remember an Inn,        Miranda?  Do you remember an Inn?  And the tedding and the bedding  Of the straw for a bedding,        And the fleas that tease in the High Pyrenees,  And the wine that tasted of tar?  And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers  (Under the vine of the dark veranda)?  Do you remember an Inn, Miranda,       Do you remember an Inn?  And the cheers and the jeers of the young muleteers  Who hadn’t got a penny,  And who weren’t paying any,  And the hammer at the doors and the din?      And the hip! hop! hap!  Of the clap  Of the hands to the swirl and the twirl  Of the girl gone chancing,  Glancing,           Dancing,  Backing and advancing,  Snapping of the clapper to the spin  Out and in‹  And the ting, tong, tang of the guitar!       Do you remember an Inn,  Miranda?  Do you remember an Inn?  Never more;  Miranda,           Never more.  Only the high peaks hoar;  And Aragon a torrent at the door.  No sound  in the walls of the halls where falls       The tread  Of the feet of the dead to the ground,  No sound:  But the boom  Of the far waterfall like doom. by Hilaire Belloc  (1870-1953)Suddenly this morning, this poem began whirring in my head like a dervish much like the year is whizzing by. And like hundreds of things that have gone before me , this year shall too pass by. Do you remember the Peter Principle ? Or Murphy’s Law too ? Have you played with a Hoola Hoop ? Or said Ciao when you really meant Goodbye ? Have you ever had a potato chip instead of a fancy French Fry? And did you re-use and recycle before you Up cycled your old clothes that have suddenly become fashionable now that they are vintage? Things change as do words when current becomes trending And futures are projections. And fortune telling becomes predictions like past lives become regressions As for fads they keep on passing each one weirder than the next like the water drinking diets, colonic washes that make Dr .Atkins worse than Vegan. When advice becomes tips that soon change into hacks. When rolling eyes become passé and whatever doesn’t matter . And blogging becomes vloggingAnd intelligence is artificial. You realise that nothing is forever. And the year will soon be over . Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year . Image of Bellybytes

Author: Unishta

A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!


  1. Isn’t it good that nothing stays constant and everything is forever changing? It can be painful, as I have experienced, but over a period of time, we get used to it and learn to look forward, to the changing times round the corner. At times, we do miss that which passed by, we miss it forever and wish things weren’t as ephemeral as they are!
    WIsh you too a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, Sunita! <3
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  2. I find change baffling too at times – wha tis up goes down and what is down was never there! Sometimes it seems I am forever playing catch with trends, people and fads.

    Interesting and thoughtful one Sunita!

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