In beard and hair
No sign of black is seen-
Wearing white punjabi and pyjamas
This man has been sitting
...
It is my new address
Where shines no colour.
Among
Patched-up lungis,
...
Through this window,
In came summer's heat
To make me sweat.
And rain showered
...
I cannot forget the day
You and I went shopping.
Astonishing me you chose
The coat coloured gray.
...
Screaming clients,
Shouting boss,
A pile of files on the table,
Intermittently ringing mobile phone
...
Probably No One Awaits Him
In beard and hair
No sign of black is seen-
Wearing white punjabi and pyjamas
This man has been sitting
Here in the road-side stall
From twilight to midnight.
At any time,
Magistrate can demolish this stall
As they consider it illegal.
Nor do my customers stay long.
Only the old man seems sitting
For endless hours.
Tea-cup
Or some talk with me
Have been his companion.
Night is deepening-
My wife is waiting for me-
I have to close my stall.
But what this man will do?
Probably no one awaits him.