Back at my place of business,
a second home as my visa says
I step into the house, Happy
as it was perfect.
It is past midnight, I gobble
some food I brought
quench my thirst with a 250 ml
Hundred Plus, a carbonated drink.
Lo! my wardrobe keys go missing
I search the drawers where I keep
except the keys other belongings
I go to bed worried, sleep embraces
do not know how long I slept
my milkman hoots, with my eyes
half closed mange to walk to the gate.
He is delighted to see me
after two and a half years,
I grin at him sheepishly he motors
saying “OK, amma, take rest”.
A simple breakfast appeases
my hunger, while sipping
the masala tea, droplets
fall on my lap in quick intervals,
From where, I wonder? They
come from my nose, unexpectedly.
as I am in pink of my health, quite
unaware that I am in for trouble,