Green lawn,
Purple dahlia, or do they call it lilac..
white shorts uncle..
the only colour he wears,even the hair,
sheru, just one step behind
Tring tring,
Doodhwalla
Sleepy sweaters, in reds and blues,
A morning sun
An eventful day it will be.
A wardrobe of grey
Buy today will be magenta
Where is it
Behind that green skirt
Hiding was it?
A little honey and milk
Dusky face, save the hair.
Get ready girl
An eventful day it will be.
Tring tring
Call of the girls. Oh no Not today.
Yellow beds. Now ochre.
Chi Chi. Change that girl.
Boiling sambhar!Turn that knob.
Fry that papad! Put the lid.
Is there decoction? Ah.
An eventful day it will be.
Some beauty sleep?
Naah!
Ding dong!! Is that?
Will it be an eventful day?
Three thirty.
Fidgety fingers!
Lonely streets.
Moms asleep.
Sambhars cold.
Papad is soft.
Make up is gone
Dahlia is wilted.
The waiting.
For an eventful day to begin!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
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