At the moment
It was us
And the boardroom was quiet and quaint
Sober and somber
the Quarterly results
well, what can one say?
And it thundered outside
And it thundered outside
the first Rain of the season
as if seeking attention
from the people in best suits and manicured tongues
who speak their best, all the time
Suddenly, the chair got up (not the leather bound mahogany one)
Suddenly, the chair got up (not the leather bound mahogany one)
and Opened the blinds
the all glass room looked
as if it was surrounded by the beautiful shades of grey
dark, light, extra light, extra dark
and the lightning roared as if there was no tomorrow
and it rained with gusto all over
and it rained with gusto all over
and there was a murmur of more hot coffee and fritters
the lady who opened the blinds smiled at all
the rains had the upper hand over the quarterly results
and they all went out and got wholesome wet
sometimes, all it takes is to be like a child
and they all went out and got wholesome wet
sometimes, all it takes is to be like a child
to live it up!
(C) Sandeep Kulshrestha
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