Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

Gone is the time when people had the time To stop and pause, indulge in idle banter. Now the time is such that If you bump into Someone, before long they scatter ruing, Citing – Oh Lord, time got away from me! And then madly they scramble.   People scuttle …

From the mangled remains of the wreck They extract her broken self. There is a body left, oh for sure! But of features, it is bereft.   A precious life is lost To another’s drunken pleasure, Whilst he escapes Scot-free; She suffered beyond measure.   No apology given, no rue …

My awed senses cannot do justice to how magnificent it all looked. Speechless with excitement, I was finally sitting at the seat booked. Oh! I had yearned & hankered to go, to sit beneath the mammoth tent. Finally, the night had arrived. Oh! I tell you, it all looked resplendent. …