A Family's Unique Day - Poem by chandra thiagarajan
It was a declared holiday
The children two were sleeping away
The grand-dad had no such special day
He was in his usual early morn's walk way.
The father too got up late
For he was relaxed on this date
But the mother was up as usual
And was with her pooja bell.
Later they discussed about their lunch
But decided to have a brunch
After their hearty sumptuous meal
Each offered their idea to deal.
They settled for cards—all the five
And to gather points—they did strive
After a great time together
The grandpa retired due to weather.
The four of them started playing
Caroms, with the father and daughter saying
That they'd be the team to oppose
The mother and son to defeat—they chose.
It was indeed a tough game
Each side outdoing the other to shame
But would soon spring back
To make up for the points and smack.
Then they sat with a board-game
With Snake and Ladders to tame
When one climbed the ladder rolling the dice
It was joy and applause—so very nice.
When the Snake swallowed - it was sad
And again when they resumed to rise—it was glad.
Soon evening followed and they sat for tea
They had hot potato bhajjis tasting with glee.
As grandpa especially liked onion bhajjis
For him the mother prepared special bhajjis
Soon the grandpa fell into a reverie
Reminiscing his past days of glory:
Various incidents were in narration
To the family of this generation
All of them were animatedly listening
And off and on went on questioning,
New facets of his great life were glistening
They were awe-struck at his ways unassuming—
The children prattled about their schooling
And about their friends reading and playing.
They prodded their parents to plan for an outing
In the summer months when they'd be holidaying.
Presently the Power-cut for the day
Was restored at the fall of evening's ray.
The family who where so far so well-knit
All dispersed and away they did flit.
The father hurried and picked up his Lap-top
The children to their favourite T V channels did hop
The grandpa was with the day's News paper
The mother turned to switch on the Grinder and Cook dinner!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Bhajji- is a snack item- Potato or Onion cut in circular shapes, dipped in gram flour batter and deep fried.
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