Leaves the beloved infants at estate crèche early morning
Line room, Livestock, parents and children
And climbs the ladders of up-terraced land
To catch the designated row and the norm
Flickering fingers decorated with dry tea stain
Over the dews, leaves and buds
The basket is not heavier than the hunger
Neither hot sun nor the torrential rain senses her coarse skin
Else there won’t be the required weight to be entitled for her day’s wage
Few more kilos’ is the sole courage
This flavor would make higher prices no?
Queries the auctioneer with planter, while tasting exclusive apple wine
Montero is the latest, isn’t it? says, planter while munching grilled mutton
My over norm, leaf kilo’s not added to the check role sir, pleads the pluckers
at the weighing station …
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Plot: Authentic road side, sight seen of a highland Tea field at Badulla Passara highway at a time of torrential monsoon rain on 12th December 2002.
Line room: The allocated room to sleep in the night with the livestock
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