Laughter Club. Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

They stood in a big circle,
Started laughing, laughing
For nothing making gestures
At each other in mid mumbai parks,
Slowily turning into real
Laughter uncontrolled
Unfazed by the onlookers,
They went on like this
For quarter an hour,
Making their life merrier
Each day, they called themselves
Laughter clubs, relaxing
Their tired old minds
Early in the morning,
To start a fresh day's work,
Followed by this unbridled happiness.

Ravikiran Arakkal