In My Childhood Days Poem by Madhabi Banerjee

In my early childhood days something is pleasant, something is not.
It is very pleasant to hug a pussy with its bushy tail
It is also very pleasant to sleep on the oven bench in the winter.
I t is pleasant, wake up in the morning and see that pussy has brought four kittens on the haystack.
It is also very pleasant, when the water floods the houses and sheds and the streets
In the rainy season and everyone wades through the water.
And it is also funny to catch young carp and pike with bare hand.
It is pleasant to find a bird’s nest in the grass.
But it is not pleasant at all when bees sting you
Or when mom forces to go to the study in the evening
And think how scary it is look at a house flames.
But it is funny, a little fire is pleasant.
It is pleasant when a green mango was sour
And magically turns out to be sweet.
It is pleasant when father takes me
To the market from my reading room!
Or when my granny talks to the cows,
As if they were people and it is very funny no doubt.
When a stranger passing on the road at night and says “good evening”
Grandfather answers gently in the darkness “god be with you”
Is not it pleasant?