Mad mornings
Burnt toasts
Nothing elaborate, okay?
Only makeshift cooking
The tiny rose bud in the balcony smiles gently
A second or two lost in love
And the milk spills
Watery lifeless chai – ginger khatam
10 baj gaye
The maid’s nowhere in sight
Laundry’s piling
5 minutes to go
Pick one, quick
Kohl lined eyes or bio break
Tick, tick and pant
Got to keep up
Life on hold
for weekends
