Just another day...

As I walk through narrow village roads

At nine in the morning the market uploads

With Hawkers bring their bargains on sale

Having tea as ladies make their trails 

 

As the husband put themselves to toil

And schools teacher have brains tried like water absorbed by the soil

Giving tests, threatening them if not serious may fail

 

By ten streets are crowded with people all around

Hawker shouting their bid to lure the crowds

Till eleven-thirty another batch is ready

Of the little one waiting for school bus duty

 

As parents come with a child on the stops

They talk our each other and what elders talk

Little chit chat till the bus arrives

Add flavor to their artificial life’s

 

As sunrise above the head

The elder's one is back instead

Gulp down their lunch and off they are

Preparation themselves for another downloads hour

 

As some homemakers may take rest

Waiting for the young ones to be addressed

The moment they come, “How was your day", mom would ask

Explain what happened in a school in their evening snack

As mom would stud and they would learn to

Make a fuss, but the mom would be stern too

 

By eight the father arrives

Smile on child's face, “So how is my child"

Studying and talking as dinner is ready

Eventful day as each narrates their happiness and worries

 

As time begins to have a night's sleep

The same course is repeated as one-day leaps