He came late into the night
she was in deep slumber
her child was sleeping beside her.
Her one hand
like a protective covering
was around the child.
Repeated knocks on the door
lifted her up from the
deep sea of sleep.
“It’s he” – with a beaming
smile she woke up from
the bed,
switched on the light
and moved towards the door.
Since she knew he wouldn’t
ring the calling bell
with no fear or apprehension
wearing the ornament of the same smile
she opened the door anxiously
and curiosity shining in her eyes
and she was not mistaken.
She knew he was always
unpredictable
like an unexpected rain
or a cool wind while the
hot summer is at its peak.
Even though
she was a little peeved
deep down in her heart
she couldn’t help nursing that feeling.
“Naughty Boy” – she
she smiled to herself.
On glancing at her
he never forgot to
gift his usual smile to her
which he had kept
with him like a pretty flower
exclusively for her only.
She knew that the pretty bloom of love was always
for her.
His face was like a fading leaf
tired and tense.
He walked towards their little child
sleeping with a flash of innocent smile on her lips
he wished to bend over her
and plant a warm smile on her face.
She went to the kitchen
and switched on the micro-wave oven.
True, because of his unpredictability
anticipating his arrival at any time
she had always prepared
tasty dishes for him.
After changing clothes
he went to the bathroom
and had a lavish shower bath.
In the meanwhile
she had prepared supper for him.
While sitting by his side
watching mischievously at him like a mother
watching her son eating food
she inquired :
“You are always unpredictable
you could have informed me in advance
always you want to give me a
pleasant surprise” – it was
sort of an admonishment.
He returned only a pale smile to her.
“A hectic day in office
A sudden impulse
to meet you and child
A long journey”-
….but he never
opened his heart to her.
Instead,
“I wish I could” –
he answered tiredly.
He was that same fading leaf
“Then why”? – with a
smile she frowned.
“A faraway city knows not the faraway village
and the faraway village knows
not the faraway city” – he spoke in a pale voice.
but with that smile.
She couldn’t make out
what he meant.
He didn’t try to
explain it to her also……
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