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New Year
What happened ? What is new? What is happy?
I didn't find any difference
Waking up on the New Year's day
Long since office has stopped declaring holiday
Spending one valuable leave on the very first day
I thought it as a criminal wastage
Had to face another day of drudgery
As I sat in the toilet I heard the revving of a bus
A busload of picnickers happy and gay
A little bit of workday blues was wiped away
Looked into the mirror quickly shaving
Folk music wafted into my ears
My spirits lifted slightly- some joy entered my years
While in the warm shower a tune escaped my lips
The day had something- I began swaying my hips
Stepped onto the street which looked strangely fresh
What was the Magic? tried hard to guess
Some homes had coloured balloons strung
Wayside shops sold colourful New Year cakes
I stopped awhile to buy a few cigarettes
The shopkeeper grinned "Very Happy New Year!"
His inviting grin threw my machine out of gear
I was infected by the New Year Virus
People unhappy on New Year are Zombies.. not us !!
©bishu
