The gong bell sounds
the announcement for dinner
the boarders run in haste
lest they miss the delicacy.
It is a Sunday
party time it would be
fun and frolic fill, the inmates
anxiously await every week,
It could be a crispy potato wedge
could be pasta with tomatoes
or rice with stewed vegetables
the children are on the look out.
They stand in rows
the plates are distributed
they walk in order
help themselves liberally.
They are in for a surprise
as the dish turned out to be sumptuous
one of baby corn soup and mushroom spaghetti
a great treat for the children
used to bland and insipid food .
Meenas Poems 