One Winter Morning At The Village Road
In the cold winter morning
by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh
the village road was quiet.
Ricksaw puller Tolmu was then fast sleeping
on the grass at the roadside
beside his rickshaw
drunk from the country liquor vendor.
Some goats grazing near him,
Cattles seen at the roadside paddy fields
grazing stubble or standing lazy
bearing the cold.
At about nine
as the sun shone dispelling the cold
people started going on the road
rows of students going on foot to schools.
But Tolmu was still sleeping
enjoying the warm sun rays.
Yet hardly the passers by enjoyed the scene nor wondered
for it was not an unusual sight to them.
But his neighbor woman Fatima laughed (slightly)
In the passing auto rickshaw seeing him.
After sometime he waked up
and soon remembered-
To deliver four bushels of paddy
from the tenant farmer to the landlord
before the latter's going to office.
Yet the time was late.