My Turn

That morning! Seemed to arise late And I was to get up earlier that day; No time to feel that salubrious ambiance, And no minute to yawn or relax! Coz, hundreds and fifties were waiting before my turn! Yes, it was for the priceless fluid- Flows like a silver surge on a hosepipe. Women frenzied with their containers And men appalling near them! And I with a nostalgic deliberation- Pondered why it was made insufficient? After a series of thoughts-flashed the certainty: Everything’s because of us and only because of us! I then muted myself and moved ahead for my turn, unwilling to lose my chance for it.