Like a river flowing in it’s seamless flow,
Life goes on and on
Pondering over the past, counting fingers for the future
And looking for the best at present,
Life always tap on the hilt of crossroad
Seeing the child growing with full of vigour and vitality,
Life seems filled with lots of promises
Amidst the green pastures with rainbow filled bright sky,
The skylark swifts up and down enjoying his freedom of existence
With tears filled in her eyes, the young mother holds her child
Awaiting a time when he will grow up bringing her an esteem legacy
Of being a liberated being amidst hypocrisy and illusion of materialism
In the smoked filled café, the future technocrats shares their talents
Emphasizing the ifs and buts of mankind and his existence
While the coffee boy filled their empty cups
With his brows dipped into the beer mug, the lone banker counts
In his mind the stakes of his assets
Atop the incomplete skyscraper, the lone labourer
With his robes tied in his hips, works on the bricks shaping
The dream of the box designer architect
His wife bearing a six month old child in her womb,
While mixing the wet cement at the basement pray for him
To escape from the unexpected fall
The tired salesman sits inside the city square munching a burger
With his deep thoughts dreaming of becoming
One-day a successful businessman
The restless crow hovering around him disturbs his attention
Nearby the ice-cream corner is heard a radio jockey going ga-ga
And playing in between romantic songs filling the mellow hour
Of the sundown evening a pleasant surprise to every pedestrian
Across the down town, the happy family crowded inside their small car,
Drive fast in full speed wishing everybody a merry christmas
The small boy in rags at the flower stall with flower for sale at his hand,
Watch at them willing to join them with his eyes filled with excitement
The lone woman in the city square feeds the pigeons
While her hand freezes with frost
The Christmas carol sung in the city church echoes the surroundings
Bringing everybody a sense of serenity and peace
The childless couple bears the burns and suffering of being sterile
While the neighbour, enjoy along with their children
With their room filled with laughters, joys and happiness
Across the bay the passive gays with their heavy horny accents
Waits to flirt with their rich pickers
The unsatisfied aunts while their husbands are out enjoy their lonely
Nights with the heavily built gigolos
The newly deported teenage girls suffer the humiliation for being
Forced into the dirty Lenin of the society
While the pimp laughs away with his money from the lady in service
Oh! life what a wonderful existence!
When can we solve your mystery

--- Arjun Haobijam ---