Tea-Vendor Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

It was an early morning
Walking on the road in a city
Found a tea-shop open with small board
Ginger-tea … Rs.2/- only
I said, “Is it true? ”
The vendor answered...
Every tea-vendor is not a liar sir.

I replied... don't take it otherwise
Once upon a time I too was a tea-vendor
Now I am a writer
He offered his hand quickly for shaking
And said, 'Sir I am also a poet,
but to meet the hunger of the family
Recently I become the tea-vendor.'