Written by: S.Jagathsimhan Nair


I am no schoolboy
Nor a bored office-goer
Still  I feel the Monday morning blues

Because Some of those
Rogue offices I know
Are again going to be open today

Where, one of these days, 
I may have to stand squirming
Caught between corruption and stupidity

Or may be  another
Depredation by a  mean 
Neighbour is on, in my distant property 

Where could I get
A  sure pick-me-up,
Like a chocolate , to a crying child?