Saturday, 22 December 2012

On This Day...

A week or so early
On a restful evening
All of a sudden
Maa woke up from her reverie
And asked me,
"What was it on 22nd or 23rd of this month
Something that happened
Seems quite important to me
But can't remember now..."
She put one wrinkled finger
On her temple
And concentrated hard
Her face lined
In a zigzag of emotions
And forceful recollection

I opened my mouth
In a loud protest
And clamped it shut again
No point, none at all
Just a waste of time
Thought I
And let the complaint
Quivering in my vocal chord
Die a natural death

And as suddenly
She looked up at me
A glint in her foggy eyes
"It was 23rd no?

Really I am getting old
These days..." 

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