A Smoker's Dream Of Going To Bombay & Puffing In Bollywood Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

An adolescent boy he heard them saying
You dress well,
Changing shirts and pants
With the watch, the belt and the goggles,
Spending time before the mirror
Marking the hair-cut
And keep taking cigars
If you have to be a hero.
A Bombayan hero
And following them,
Thew tips given,
He started smoking,
Sometimes stylistically,
Sometimes during the walks
Stealthily in hiding
From the parents
But after the parents saw him
Turned he into a smoker
Rather than going to Bombay,
But what it is to be appreciated in him,
His zest of becoming a hero,
the way he took to smoking,
Stealthily, in hiding,
Then reported about it by
Friends, neighbours and brothers
That he has taken to smoking
As they have seen him,
Desist him from,
What is he doing, a small boy,
In such an age?