//Monsoon//
This year the goddess comes in a boatthe man smiled
squeezing a paan into his mouth’s corner
he spat
on the spluttering rain
and wrinkled his disgust
over the continuous rain.
squeezing himself to a corner of the shop
the man abused mankind
accursed civilization.
even thousand curses bestowing upon women.
he stammered
look the mother is angry with us.
She demands head.
Squeaking shouting he retained
Until the rain stopped
Spitting
like the man.
We knew he talked of rain
till he left.
squeezing a smile to hide his agile tranquility
he muttered to himself
the goddess will return in a boat.
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