Between the lines....

Blogger friend Braja, posting Kolkatta (Calcutta to her) street photos, in her photoblog Braja's India, takes delight in the fact, that come 2 pm, the traffic on this road, yellow taxis and all, switches suddenly to the opposite direction.

Yes, in a democracy, everyone must get a chance to sample the fruit juice.:-)

All those fruits hanging down in straight lines, just reminded me of something else. ....

(fruit photo by Braja and bridegroom by Google)


The Juice-stall bridegroom,
adorned with
a sehra,
wedding headgear,
lines of fruit
falling gracefully
hiding his face.


He glances up,
trying
to peer
at the going ons,
wondering
if it is her
dressed in yellow,
amidst several
others
in white
and blue
and even red.

And he suddenly
hits
the pineapple head,
saying,
"Foolish old me.
Sitting here,
waiting,
all ready
with
the glasses and ice....
she isnt
going to reach till 3 pm,
and
I must learn
to control
my temper,
and
then look the other way....."
:-)