Wednesday 27 July 2011

Spontaneous salivating sauce



Trust me, in-person I noted it,

during my long tedious wait

for a cab, enduringly I stood,

in front of d' Rythu bazaar gate

I evidently needed a lift early,

to my only daughter's address

from d' main road, little inside,

located her present residence

A pajama kurta clad youth rider,

passed by my side in a scooter

mumbling lines of a film song,

with least concern whatsoever

Vegetables stacked in bags flung,

on d' cramped footplate total load

one of the bags haply slipped out,

rolled down to d' middle of d' road


Ignorant of d' episode occurred,

his scooter kept on moving ahead

couldn't listen yell from d' back,

didn't halt, as onlookers expected

No one dared to pick up the bag,

risking own life, no urgent need

 it's d' peak hour rush on the road,

vehicles racing in mammoth speed


Finally knew d’ facts, he stopped,

on the roadside parked d' scooter

but no way to collect d' bag soon,

worried, it's unfeasible to venture

Bag laid flat in the crowded road,

to it a road transport bus rushing

in d' last moment driver located it,

could tactfully avoid its crushing
Two tractors, next to a loaded truck,

following the others came behind

in split-second turned the wheels,

and prevented an unwanted grind

Next came a Volkswagon in speed,

its wheel hit d' bag hard on d' side

content spilled, scattered on d' road

polybag bug out by a gust of wind
Red juicy tomatoes, green chilies,

nice rhizomes of raw crisp ginger

bunches of fresh coriander leaves,

and alluring white silky garlic balls

All ingredients for an  ideal sauce,

of course only salt pepper paucity

to crush items in broad stout tires,

rushed in a hound-like Honda city


Act kept on repeating many times,

by wheels of vehicles, no counting

jeeps, buses, lorries, tractors, autos,

Toyota, Santro, Skoda, cars all kind

All items ground on d' road surface,

d' aroma of instant sauce just superb

can't stop its making, that's destined,

only watch in agony with heartthrobs

May it be a devastating earthquake,

or a minor impetuous sauce making

availed me the privilege to watch,

d' most stunning spectacular scene
vehicles plying at a retarded pace

steadily surging d’ primetime rush

 it had to happen, happened, making

of d' spontaneous salivating sauce

                                        

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