One Winter Morning At the Village Road

On a 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 grazed near him. Cattle grazed stubble in the roadside paddy fields and some stood lazily, bearing the cold. At about nine when the sun shone dispelling the cold, people started going on the road, groups of students were walking to schools Tolmu was still sleeping enjoying the warm sun light. Yet no one 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 went to the office But the time was late .