Today was an ordinary day.
The sun came up when the red rooster screamed.
The newspaper boy threw papers into the muddy water.
The milkman came with freshly diluted milk.

The street dogs had started their daily ordeals,
The cigarette smokers were getting ready for the day,
puffing smoke and slowly letting go.
The road was bustling with busy vehicles with busy people,
they all seemed too late for something.
The white-handed bald construction workers,
Mixed mortar as usual,
Some were smiling, some were not.

The classrooms were filled with zestful kids.
The teachers came to teach,
The sweepers came to sweep.
The classrooms were painted yellow and red.
And today, somewhere a kid had died,
Laying on the railway track,
The train had come to fulfill his hideous thirst,

The news was that he was sad.
People were not smiling.
I had seen him yesterday with his baggy clothes,
He was walking against me,
He was smiling,
He was tired, exhausted.
I could see it in his eyes,
He was waiting,
I could see it in his hands,his palms.
I had never talked to him,
But he used to smile at me
And I’d smile back.

Today was an ordinary day,
Before I went to sleep,
I brushed my teeth,
I washed my face,
I laid in bed,
Looking at the red ceiling,
I wondered what must have been his last thoughts?
When the train came closer and closer,
Would he have cried?
Would he have smiled?
Would he have closed his eyes,
Waiting for god’s disguise.

Today was an ordinary day,
The sky was darkening,
The stars had come out,
The black bats were gliding.
The lights were slowly going out.
A soul weeped,
A glass broke,
A dog cried.
The moon was nowhere in sight.
Today, was an ordinary day.