Threads of Connection

In the dawn's early light, where horizons blend,
A whisper travels, across the globe it bends. 

Through the ether, unseen threads entwine, 

Binding hearts and minds in a network divine.

From the ancient drumbeats, rhythms pure, 

To the Morse code’s dot and dash allure, 

We’ve sought to bridge the chasms wide, 

With voices carried on the unseen tide.

Behold the towers, proud and tall they stand, 

Guardians of the messages we command. 

Satellites above, in silent orbit glide, 

Reflecting signals on their cosmic ride.

In the hum of wires, in the silent beams, 

Dreams are shared, and shared dreams. 

From the first hello to the final goodnight, 

Telecommunication weaves our plight.

A mother’s lullaby, a soldier’s plea, 

The laughter shared across the sea. 

In every byte and packet sent, 

Lives are changed, connections meant.

From fiber optics' rapid light, 

To radio waves that pierce the night, 

In cities bustling, in villages still, 

The pulse of life in data swills.

Remember the days when distance was vast, 

When letters took months, and calls didn’t last. 

Now in a blink, we touch, we see, 

Loved ones afar, as close as can be.

In boardrooms high and classrooms bright, 

Knowledge shared, the future’s light. 

Economies grow, cultures blend, 

Through digital realms, new paths extend.

But with this gift comes duty clear, 

To use our voices, wise and dear. 

For every tweet, each post, each call, 

Reflects our values, builds our hall.

On this day, let’s pause and see, 

The power held in technology. 

For every signal sent and received, 

A testament to what we’ve achieved.

May we strive for a world connected, 

In peace, in love, all respected. 

Echoes of connection, loud and true, 

A world united, old and new.

So here’s to the engineers, the minds so bright, 

To those who labor in the silent night. 

To bring us closer, to bridge the gap, 

With every innovation, every map.

On World Telecommunication Day we raise, 

A toast to the networks that blaze. 

Through the stars, through the skies, 

Binding us together, no more goodbyes.

In the endless dance of waves and wire, 

May we find the unity we desire. 

For in the heartbeat of each call, 

Lies the promise of connection for all.

- Khushi Kaul