Happily

What A Fool Sees

Prose Poetry
A fool knows a fool’s way and not of the world’s. He may be right, we may be wrong, we’ll know in the end.
A fool knows that a smile costs nothing and so he smiles. We know that we have money and we can afford to smile.
A fool wishes for nothing and gets it. We wish for a lot, we get some and then we wish for a lot more.
A fool leisurely thinks while we leisurely doubt and because of this we doubt a fool and we think we think wisely.
And so the fool laughs at us and we laugh at him and our story ends here happily. 

Photograph by Jagriti Rumi; Location – Tikarpada Wildlife Sanctuary, Odisha


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A Small Hut

Poem

Dhenkanal, Odisha, India.
[Image by Jagriti Rumi]

The Outside:

Shabby roof and thick straw

Man of passion, hands raw

Low walls, drenched colour

House of the season turner

One wooden window

Candle light and smell of meadow

Dry hands, cracked heels

Week by week and two meals

Dusty earth, dusty man

Dusty hut and a hand fan


The Inside:  

Dim light and a family of six

Let us share and mix

First dish full of love

Last dish full of love

Owners of poverty

Know less and happily.

   


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