Sunday, November 1, 2015

If I were another

I was upset, because I did not get the promotion for which I worked hard
Somewhere in a corner of this earth, a farmer was tying a rope on a branch

I was sad, because she did not reply me back
Somewhere a coffin-wrapped-in-triranga came home with a letter in pocket of his shirt

I was angry because I was delayed in this traffic for hours
Somewhere a villager could not carry his pregnant wife , in time, to hospital

I was crying, as my life was not going according to my plan
Somewhere a girl child was thrown into a well as she was a girl