WATER TIGHT COMPARTMENTS
Earlier, huge, spacious n open were our homes along with our hearts;
Divided they are now into water tight compartments or rooms, into small parts
One room for a member each; another member dare not its privacy breach
The elderly in a corner sit, their mouths silent but hearts loudly screech
Silence there is, speaks rarely one to the other; function efficiently mobiles only
Every one physically present is, yet everyone is absolutely lonely
This instrument, just one, engulfed has many; families today almost divided stand;
In water tight compartments there is voluntarily segregation, sadly on the same piece of land.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
