Eventful Week

Beneath the large banyan tree, I sat

Reminiscing on certain ordinary events of the past week,

An eventful week it was

When on Sunday,

I saw the sun climb and climb up to the zenith

And slowly fall back without a hitch into the ocean from where it arose;

On Monday,

I saw the wind rush forcefully forward to apply its strength to bend

And break a Casurina stem that emitted a loud screech;

On Tuesday,

I felt my feet wobble on the white sand of the Marina Beach

As though the earth was slipping away from me,

On Wednesday,

The darkness of the night did painfully pale

While confronting the heat of the sun, allowed the day to begin its chores,

On Thursday,

I saw and heard, the fire sizzle and slowly burn the wood-logs

Stored in a tunnel to produce charcoal,

On Friday,

I saw many beggars line up at the Laxminarain temple

With their arms and palms fully extended seeking alms,

And, finally on Saturday,

I sat relaxed on my favourite bench beneath the banyan tree

Surrounded by colourful flower beds 

Eager to read the events of the past week.

What did I gain?

I wondered.

It made me worry and laugh.