The Music Teacher Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Grey-haired, tall, old man, her music teacher,
Wanted to teach her classical music
And not Hindi film-songs my wife wanted.
That was in Manek building in Malbar Hill.

Told her his story one of those days;
He lived with his son and daughter-in-law
In a small house.

He did not mind coming late
To our house to teach;
He wanted to go home as late as possible
To give privacy to his son and his wife,
He had said.

One day their watchman saw in the morning
His dead body in their compound,
A few or many hours after his return.