Like a child
happy to be back home from school,
The sun gathers it’s rays in fistfuls
And hurls it at the bevy of clouds
Waiting at the far horizon.
The fistful of sunshine lies splashed against the sky,
Its dazzling brilliance
Stunning the clouds
Into a state of immobility.
From the opposite hill,
Dusk approaches on sprightly footsteps,
The crickets’ chirp are
The sound of anklets on her dainty feet.

Kotagiri… May 2018

Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at

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