söndag 28 juli 2019

On A Hot Summer Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon 1892

On a hot summer afternoon 
I open the window and listen 
To the flowing wind
Dry leaves on the tree rustle 
The atmosphere filled with dust 
The sun shines 
Emitting tremendous heat 
Making the wind hot and severe
Everybody on the street 
Runs for shade 
Throats dry
Thirst for water increases
Every soul 
Search for a glass of cold water 
Birds and animal rest in shades
Waiting for the sun to set
I close the window 
In a huff
Never to open and feel the wind 
On another hot summer afternoon.

                                  Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar

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