One Winter Morning At the Village Road
In the cold winter morning
the village road was quiet.
Rickshaw puller Tolmu was then fast sleeping
on the grass at the roadside
behind his rickshaw
drunk from the country liquor vendor
Some goats grazing near him.
Cattle grazing stuble at the roadside paddy fields
and some standing lazy
bearing the cold.
At about nine
when the sun shone dispelling the cold,
people started going on the road,
groups of students going on foot to schools
Tolmu was still sleeping
enjoying the warm sun light.
Yet non wondered,what happened to him
for they saw such a sight there frequently.
But his neighbor Fatima laughed imperceptibly
in the passing auto rickshaw
seeing him.
After sometime he waked up
and soon remembered-
He was to deliver four bushels of paddy
from the tenant farmer to the landlord
before the latter's going to office.
But the time was late .
Copyright © Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh | Year Posted 2019
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