MAGICAL POWERS

POEM

Very often I do have the

fortune or misfortune

of watching serpentine

queues of demonstrations holding

different colours of flags shouting slogans

at the top of their voices.

In the very beginning I couldn’t

bear these demonstrations

due to the traffic jams

holding the vehicles to a standstill.

Even the footpaths are

crowded with evening-walkers getting

stranded along the path

cursing the demonstrations

and the law-enforcers for their apathy

to control the  processions.

Gradually watching the

demonstrations became my

hobby though fast flowing

time causes many a problem.

On noticing the demonstrations

one day to my surprise

and embarrassment, I did

have the fortune or misfortune

to notice that a number of

demonstrators participating

in the long serpentine

queues are people coming

from a particular area

who participate in the

different demonstrations are

one and the same.

To my wonder I mulled

the psychology behind it

and came to the conclusion

that money and liquor

posses magical powers.