Nibaron Chokkotti

has givenup writing poems these days,

Instead 

He watches telly serial every evening

with his  wife and the maidservant.

When in every house in the neighourhood

Conchshells are blown by the housewives,

Nibaron Chokkotti watches

Serials of passionate love scenes,

Or loud quarrels

or fighting with whines .

AlokanandaTook that oily poetry copybook,

promising to publish his poems.

She did publish them But

Not in his name BUT HER OWN NAME.

The nextdoor grocer gave  Nibaron 

a paper bag for Two rupees worth Bayleaf.

Nibaron found her very passionate poem

On that paper,where Nibaron  

was begging for a Kiss

and where Alakananda smiled 

and said 

Dhat......