The morning tea

St. Raphel's is across the river from where I stay. To cross the bridge we have to take the busy NH47 which pass by our small town. Few years ago, we used to enjoy this 20 minute walk. But that was before NH47 became so crowded. These days, we have to be really really careful not to become another martyr on our still building national infrastructure.

There is a one room cafe just outside St. Raphel's. Its run by an old man, I guess probably for more than thirty years now. I like his early morning tea and the fry snack he serve there. Cant help being disappointed on the days he choose not to open the cafe. Probably he is getting older and do not have much motivation, after all he lead a single life all these years. No children, no family. Off days are sadly becoming more frequent these days.

:)

ME

For a few days life,
How beautifully and nobly you are clothed,
How happy you look, you pinch me,
With the way you think.

Here I am, worried and in pain,
about the bread and home,
the clothes I would wear,
What others think of me..

You pinch me, pinch me right,
Make me learn, to live is..
to be happy the way we are..