I sat coyly feet together
on the back seat of the auto,
victorious,
having fought with the driver
to run by the fixed fare meter
unwilling to pay any extra…
‘You'll get what you’re allowed’, I had said,
‘Why’re you trying to cheat me instead?’
He had frowned at my language and agreed to my words.
As we approached the signal light,
beggars swarmed, holding the auto tight,
at a familiar clogged Bangalore road,
I was caught by eyes concealing stories untold.
I picked a bunch of coins from my bag
and pressing it on wet palms I said, ‘Go, don’t tag’
As they began retreating to their next window,
a young one came holding wet open palms from a pit,
I witnessed charity then, in real meaning and go,
when the autodriver, placed a Rs. 10 note, “Take it”!
on the back seat of the auto,
victorious,
having fought with the driver
to run by the fixed fare meter
unwilling to pay any extra…
‘You'll get what you’re allowed’, I had said,
‘Why’re you trying to cheat me instead?’
He had frowned at my language and agreed to my words.
As we approached the signal light,
beggars swarmed, holding the auto tight,
at a familiar clogged Bangalore road,
I was caught by eyes concealing stories untold.
I picked a bunch of coins from my bag
and pressing it on wet palms I said, ‘Go, don’t tag’
As they began retreating to their next window,
a young one came holding wet open palms from a pit,
I witnessed charity then, in real meaning and go,
when the autodriver, placed a Rs. 10 note, “Take it”!
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