Alone In a Group

ALONE IN A GROUP I sit gazing at the big box With less work to do and many things to think. The man next to me is busy at work so full And a lady, anxious of her own looks. The Secretary of the office is filled with piles of files And is often on phone on the floor. And I got nothing But to think of all this what I look around in a group The attendant falls in with a cup of tea And all eagerly break their ‘busy’ work just to speak. Some men and women stand and talk loudly Not really to talk but to show that they can. Among all, a peon stares at the ceiling only for just a minute Not like me for hours together. He whistles, chuckles and always carries a smile Never is he seen in a mood so fascinated like us And here, my gaze is fixed on the box Like many on the Clocks The Sun waved good bye And all rose up from seats Looked hurriedly at the door; Looking at each other with smiles Only just to say goodbye. Good bye in a hurry! The lights are off; the game is up The game of playing together to win Loneliness.