In A Cottage Lived I, Studied And Read I Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

In A Cottage Lived I, Studied And Read I



In a cottage, bamboo-pillared and open, like a square
With half the portion for the cattle,
I mean the cows and the buffaloes
And half the portion for me
Or less than that
With a wooden cot and a tin box
For me to rest and to keep the books in
Placed on a muddy surface
Had been the life-style of my own.

One day a dog was about to day die
As the bitten portion had become wormy
And it came to me during the midnight time
And I placed my legs unknowingly
On it taking it to be a pillow
But the foul overhauled me that night.

Sometimes the calves tied nearer used to
Sling the cow dung
On the sleeping cot and my beddings
But what to do,
As had no option,
We read honestly but never asked for,
Just went on suffering for others.

We had a tough time with the servants
Who wished to be managers
And the customers always trying to
Keep the money with them,
Paying half the price for
Pure milk taken.

Sometimes when we used to fail to replace the straw and the thatch,
One day it grew heavy as for the old unchanged thatch
And the bamboo pillars grown old and decaying,
The cottage took a turn
And tumbled down in the evening
And had it during the night time,
It would have crushed me.

Sometimes in the absence of repair as for shortage of money,
When it used to drizzle at midnight,
The raindrops used to fall over the cot from different points
And I holding my beddings
Used to stand near the middle bamboo pole
At midnight to save from being wet.

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