The Gate Keeper
I saw him daily while I was walking He wore a blue uniform with white cap Held a green flag and flagged before a motel
That was on the busy national highway
He looked an umpire who signalled for parking I loved his actions and he was active. Rarely he smiled at me when I was walking I noticed him many times in the peak hours.
He tried to stop the vehicles near the motel Many of them stopped and dined there He saluted the guests and waited for rewards Some of them gave him tips and it was his wage
Again he saluted and it was his routine duty I had COVID so I took rest for a week After I became normal,I went for walking The man was not found for two days
Third day I saw a new man in his place I approached and enquired about the old man
The new man replied that Corona had killed him
Alas, what a poor old man he was!
Copyright © Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani | Year Posted 2022
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