A Magic and its Price

By- Pijush Kanti Deb
Somehow it’s very pleasing
for someone else
to extend his thirsty hand
to another commercial hand
once in a month for blooming
smiles on many hands
extended to him every day.
But its price needs
a month-long unabated conversion
of blood into sweat,
strong patience to run after
the dogmatic commercial target,
selling of daily spring or autumn
in exchange for a family-pack amulet
against daily winter or summer
and production of sweet oil
for a deep-fry of his boss
and a light- fry of himself too
yet in the beginning of a new month
his rest-less feet
stops near the beloved office counter
and comes back smilingly
with a bundle of magical papers
and starts feeling the thrill
of automatic evaporation of his
a month-long accumulated  tears and tiredness.


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