A long walk under
the fire-spitting sun
gifted him needles of headache.
Exhausted he reached his
concrete apartment which was literally a furnace
unlocked the door
switched on the fan
stayed rooted under it
till the fan caught fire
and winds of fire blowing.
Profusely sweating once again
he entered the bathroom
to have a lavish shower bath.
Half-boiled summer water
failed to keep him cool
even after a prolonged period.
He came out of the bathroom
in haste
got dressed up and hurriedly
locked the room and walked
down the stairs.
He walked faceless, amidst
the faceless crowds, his goal
an air-conditioned chilled-beer bar.
In the air-conditioned bar
the fire in him died down
slowly, gradually
outside the bar, the
city was still burning
which he watched with
a shudder.
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