A rainy afternoon
Slightly misty
Its grey outside
Something different, it's a new look
Finally, Delhi sees rain
The sprint to Cafe Turtle
The pink umbrella, flying away
The soaked skirt
The wet jute chappals
Each tells a story
The full market galleries
The strange look of the passers by
The lost expression
The I-dont-care attitude
Each is a story
The couples
The hitched and the not so hitched
The waiters
The few who wait
Each has a story
The aroma of coffee
The smell of cake
It lingers
The table is laid
There might be a story
The variety in the menu
The decision
The call to order
It's simple like always
Doubt the story
The look around
The talks, laughs and giggles
The self absorbed
The silent few
Where is the story
The Expectation
The wait
The growing uneasiness
The look around
The doubt
Forget the story
Get the cheque please
The settlement of dismay
The uneasy will to move on
The payment
There is no story
Gather the bag
The skirt is still soaked
The umbrella just about there
The wet chappals drag involuntarily
Get ready to leave
The next occupant
The look away
A half gaze
The familiar voice
"A Cappuccino"
The surprise
The turn around
The smile
"Make that two please"
The ecstasy
This is the story
A rainy afternoon
Slightly misty
I see the rainbow
Slightly misty
Its grey outside
Something different, it's a new look
Finally, Delhi sees rain
The sprint to Cafe Turtle
The pink umbrella, flying away
The soaked skirt
The wet jute chappals
Each tells a story
The full market galleries
The strange look of the passers by
The lost expression
The I-dont-care attitude
Each is a story
The couples
The hitched and the not so hitched
The waiters
The few who wait
Each has a story
The aroma of coffee
The smell of cake
It lingers
The table is laid
There might be a story
The variety in the menu
The decision
The call to order
It's simple like always
Doubt the story
The look around
The talks, laughs and giggles
The self absorbed
The silent few
Where is the story
The Expectation
The wait
The growing uneasiness
The look around
The doubt
Forget the story
Get the cheque please
The settlement of dismay
The uneasy will to move on
The payment
There is no story
Gather the bag
The skirt is still soaked
The umbrella just about there
The wet chappals drag involuntarily
Get ready to leave
The next occupant
The look away
A half gaze
The familiar voice
"A Cappuccino"
The surprise
The turn around
The smile
"Make that two please"
The ecstasy
This is the story
A rainy afternoon
Slightly misty
I see the rainbow
1 comment:
ohhh hooo.. :) LOVE the way u've written it. :) didnt get it the first time i read it, and that makes it extra spl. :)
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