Sunday, July 27, 2014

Of Beggars & Me

The Couple with the Cart

I see them near the market, with my hand full of processed food and loose change in pockets to be put away in a coin jar.

The Mother & the Child

She loiters around the tea shop near my office where my credit runs to thousands on tea and cigarettes and I shoo her off.

The Compartment Cleaner

After few adjustments with TT I settle in my berth pushing the luggage in the clean floor under, where he justs waits and crawls by pushing the trash along with him,

The Girl who tapped the Windshield

My car halts in the signal, bass louder than the honking and her face pops around in the windshield which I wiper it off like a dead dragon fly on a highway ride.

There is no free meal

Asking for 2 idlis he waits outside the restaurant where I tip at large for a half eaten dinner.

The Watchmen of the Gods

Breaking 108 coconuts I come out of the temple and find my footwear not stolen, I wear them and hurry away deaf to the calls of them praying around.

& Me

Back from a local trip, two dozen pics are uploaded face & hash tagged, I refresh every minute to check the no. of likes.