Who Knows? Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

The moment I entered her office, the Doctor said: “The good news is - your Cancer hasn’t spread. It’s small and localised.'

I was skeptical. “Is it? ”

“Aren’t you, even a bit satisfied...? ”

“Well....” I replied, thoughtfully: “For today - I’m almost okay....but who knows what tomorrow will bring? ”

She shook her head and sighed. “You’re a born pessimist.”

“Wrong! ” I refuted. “Just call me a good old-fashioned pragmatist.”