Summer Sundays:
colossal newspapers supped with filter coffees
and bland stippled biscuits in rustling plastic wrappers of yellow and red.
lugging grocery bags tipped with tubs of chocolate ice cream
from the buy-one-get-one-free section of the freezer
rushed up lunch scenes followed by racing to the railway station
with bated breath to catch the 2 pm train.
make an apologetic late entry to the music class
stretch your vocal cords perched on flimsy plastic chairs
take a short break to sip warm tea from cheap paper cups
trudge back home for late evening dinners
after picking up a fruit or two
and a bunch of bright yellow chamomile and crimson roses from roadside vendors.
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#karkuzhali
18.05.2020
