Musings of Sherin

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By

Sherin Mary Zacharia

A cafe, beyond the tall wall

On the other side of the street

Color of jalebis, luminescent

Crisp ‘*parippuvada’ shatter

The mid day silence.

Afternoon naps wakeup

Men munch warm ‘*pazhampori’,

Sip hot tea, loudly debate politics.

A mom on her scooter

Buys her kid tangy fruit juice

A tiring school day gulped down.

Red lips peep as the black cloth lifts

Yellow ‘laddu’ approaches

In the nailpolished fingers.

Wide smile blooms above

The man’s speckled beard.

Dusk rings in, music switched on

Hindi songs, fast, movie songs

Labourers sing and dance

Fill the stomach or half

After day long hard work.

An old woman slowly walks in,

Hunchback, dull outfit

Moves to the counter

She is given a seat, a snack

And a glass of water.

No Google Pay notification heard.

The frail figure disappears

Into the darkness outside.

Earth feels the gentle warmth

Love has made it a better place

For a while!

* popular snacks

Image internet

May be an image of croquette