URBAN TO SEMI-URBAN

POEM

Days seem

to be exceptionally long and

boring in this part of the land.

To sit idly without

any jobs is simply put is unthinkable.

In the city where we were living

familiar faces were

dime a dozen.

While coming out of the

residence during the

evening walks.

I always kept on smiling and pleasing.

To return a smile

to those who smiled at

me even though some

are strange faces.

It is almost six kilometers away from

the city

this is a semi-urban area.

The crowd, the business establishments,

hotels, cinemas, super-speciality, hospitals, studios

a number of vehicles

tooting and hooting

speeding along are

absent in this part of the area.

Though flats and 

villas are seen everywhere

all faces are unfamiliar.

To escape from the

monotony of everyday existence

I have a number of

options up my sleeve

like reading, writing.

Television watching,

listening to music

which lifts me

to an ethereal world

forgetting sorrows

and daily evening walks.

Though nostalgia is not an

apt word it is something equivalent

to explain my feelings.