Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Bumper Yield


Lured by the bait of a golden trap
Got down on the road for one quick snap
Season’s harvest lay the gleaming yield
Pains of seeding sprouted fulfilled!

May I take a shot of this wondrous show
Of homing the crop in its brightest glow
Would you mind if take a photo or two
To carry with me this freshest hue!

A hint of a smile broke her lipline
She said please don’t take any of mine
For the harvest can take as many you need
Of the pastures stretching far across the mead!

But as one you know bred in the city
Smart and scheming gainfully witty
I said the soil you must have perfectly tilled
To have reaped now this abundant yield!

Won’t hide my wish to you won’t lie
Some I would take home if you let me buy
To remind me of the glory of your toil
Spent on the farmland rewarded by the soil!

On her lips now broke a girl’s rippling laugh
Why sir I would give you of what we have enough
To give you some as gift would be a pleasure nice
Can’t stoop so low as to charge you a price!

She put in my bag some of her bumper yield
Her heart’s gift to a stranger his wishes fulfilled
As I drove away from her leaving her on her land
Through the window I saw love’s waving hand!

Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014

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yesterday on the road, it happened.

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  • Juan Olivarez (2/26/2014 5:22:00 PM)

    Nothing like country people to make you feel loved. People are good everywhere. But country people especially farmers are wonderful. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/25/2014 3:06:00 AM)

    So you got double the benefit of a bumper crop.... A free share of the yield to carry home and the pleasure of watching love's waving hand! ! I can visualize the scene! She reminds me of Wordsworth's Solitary Reaper! (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/24/2014 7:21:00 AM)

    A wonderful write. Beautiful words...
    To give you some as gift would be a pleasure nice
    Can’t stoop so low as to charge you a price!
    I agree with Veeraiyah's comment... (Report) Reply

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (2/24/2014 2:18:00 AM)

    To give you some as gift would be a pleasure nice
    Can’t stoop so low as to charge you a price!

    this is the mentality of the farmers in our land...Beautifully captured.. (Report) Reply

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