Guests In The Large House

There was once in a blue corner of the world,
A large house that stood with welcoming smile
It greeted guests from all over with love.

A comforting mist settled all around it
Even when golden sunshine made its way through
The rich aroma of coffee teased your senses each morning.

For the longest time, the guests lived happily with their hosts
Mutual respect worked the gears in harmony
The delicious food was praised, and the gardens were loved the most.

Years later came a set of travellers
In their own sense of superiority, were they forever lost;
The hosts smiled politely, but they were rather loud revellers.

From the beginning, they disliked the sights and sounds,
The hosts however, to accommodate them, cleared some of the lovely gardens
They still refused to be contented; even the famous coffee did not make them come round.

Tired of all the insults, the hosts saw red
Not knowing which guest was causing trouble,
Turned on them all, but were chastised, “Is your hospitality suddenly dead?”

Thus the hosts decided to quietly suffer,
Still wondering if it was right to let all these outsiders in
“But we never caused any trouble,” the older guests sadly wondered.

Seeing the helpless hosts, the new guests grinned
Their sense of superiority received another boost
Contemptuously they announced, “Let us show you the ‘right’ way of things.”

And thus the hosts silently watched while seething inside
How their gardens to deserts were turned,
How the coffee now tasted burned,
For their hospitality seemed to be their ruin, and now in their own kitchens, their food they couldn’t find.

And that’s the story of the large house with the welcoming smile
Unrecognizable now, with a simmering anger hidden beneath
Why must guests overstep their bounds? If unhappy with hosts, why not simply leave?

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20 thoughts on “Guests In The Large House

  1. Parul June 2, 2015 / 7:15 AM

    Good one.. Not happy with the host, leave but do not keep doing things that the host would not want..After all the host opened her house and heart for the guest.

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  2. Chicky June 2, 2015 / 8:10 AM

    Good take on guests who forget the basic ethics of being guests.

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  3. Shailaja Vishwanath June 2, 2015 / 8:26 AM

    Fascinating. Is this a take on reality or just a peek into that imaginative world of yours ?

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  4. Aditi June 2, 2015 / 12:22 PM

    Beautifully worded! I want to give these unruly guests a piece of my mind now!

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  5. Sreesha Divakaran June 2, 2015 / 12:59 PM

    Allegorical reality. It's not literally a house I am talking about… *winks*

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  6. Sreesha Divakaran June 2, 2015 / 1:00 PM

    I feel like doing that every day. Esp when I see the hosts getting insulted.

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  7. Keirthana June 2, 2015 / 1:33 PM

    Nice story weaved in the form of a poem, loved reading it.

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  8. Somali K Chakrabarti June 3, 2015 / 4:21 PM

    I liked reading the poem Sreesha…wondering if there is also some layered meaning other than the story you have told through the poem.

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  9. Indrani June 3, 2015 / 5:44 PM

    I am unable to read between lines, but the the meaning that is evident makes lot of sense.

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  10. Maniparna Sengupta Majumder June 3, 2015 / 6:14 PM

    Sometimes good manners, love, compassion are looked after as signs of weakness… But, there should be a limit to everything and, one should raise the voice of protest, even against the guests…

    Liked the piece, Sreesha..well-penned… 🙂

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  11. Sreesha Divakaran June 3, 2015 / 7:22 PM

    In certain cases, as these, protest could be a sign of aggression or even worse. Considering the “values” we've been brought up with, if the hosts speak up, it will not be seen in good light. Truth is, it shouldn't reach a stage where hosts have to speak up at all. When you're a guest, respect the host; don't ever insult the host, no matter who you think you are.

    Glad you liked it, Maniparna 🙂 🙂

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  12. Beloo Mehra June 5, 2015 / 6:54 AM

    Surely, it is more than just a poem about a house. And if it is speaking of what I think it is speaking og, then the first set of guests living in complete harmony with the hosts is also questionable 🙂
    Nicely done, Sreesha!

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  13. Sreesha Divakaran June 8, 2015 / 7:07 PM

    Well, it's like this – discontent breeds discontent. Using the same analogy, if you are a guest in someone's house, no matter how well they treat you, you'll miss home. Similarly, the hosts will also feel they can't be as “free” in their own house as they would be normally. This is true no matter how close the guest and host are, but they adjust with each other. So that's the first set of guests.
    But the second set of guests 1) do not wanna adjust 2) blatantly abuse the hosts and their ways cos of their inherent superiority complex and ego. But the hosts are still forced to be hospitable and polite cos otherwise, they will be judged. And that's how, discontent breeds discontent.

    Thanks, Beloo 🙂 🙂 🙂

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