car
came to a grinding halt
hit windshield with knuckles,
a boy stood with balloon lot
I slid window glass down,
"take ma’m, each 20 bucks,
damn cheap, enticing ones,
kids will be happy, just love"
Checked wallet for change,
even if don’t need d’ stuff
"tomorrow
Diwali, U know?"
I
casually wanted to talk
"Hum.m..", mild nod of head,
his parched lips retracted a bit
smile flickered, wanted to say,
"don't teach, I know what's it"
"How
much U make in a day?,
roughly
what's your income!"
“a hundred or a little more”,
"Oh
really!, it's a good sum"
"What’s
d’ plans for tomorrow,
how
do u wish to celebrate?"
"buy dress, shoes from a mall,
mom's Saree, sweets for mates"
His words, I couldn't digest,
extent of truth must assess
d' acute desire buried in chest,
only
a glimpse, he did express
A
dream to go to a big mall,
shop dresses, shoes, sweets
for
self, friends and family, to
share, get pleasure out of it
Talked ahead, explored more,
"What's Diwali, do you know?"
kept
mum, pondered to reply,
"not seen diyas, lighted in row?"
“Um..
yeah..!
...we do that and everything
gifts, sweets, pomp, ceremony
and burst variety of crackers",
in
reality, he knew nothing
Signal altered, I was on d' go,
must do away with crackers
to buy
a balloon, not enough,
didn’t extend a charity proper
Didn’t
sponsor a modest meal,
offer a pair of dress in deed
a
sweet packet for his family,
little
fund for their dire need
even though its a festive day
no respite
to toiling hands,
earning
bread, real needy guy
Lost d’ chance to help him,
to gain solace for my soul
it
disturbs me quite often,
pinches
me in deep slumber
Wish
to do something novel,
give
meaning to their Diwali
life behaves harsh to them,
their underprivileged family
Balloon selling, coin earning
hands too can burst crackers
in golden glow of diyas, try,
d' meaning of life to explore
No
house, small for a lamp,
happy Diwali, an equal right
all can rejoice d' occasion, if
we illuminate our inner light
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