Afternoon Thoughts

The cats of the neighborhood follow a route of their own and a timing that beats the clock. It’s as if they know exactly when the fish seller enters the street announcing his arrival with that startling Beep Beep noise. As I watch them walking along the narrow compound wall, they appear to me like models on a ramp wearing different colored clothes. One of them sports a pitch black skin coat and often looks at me with its shiny green eyes. So, the models ramp walk, drawing in the smell of fish probably expecting to get a head or two from backyards. Seeing the show, the kid gets excited. He observes every movement and starts formulating his train of thoughts. Then he asks a zillion questions about cats. I answer patiently. Once the cats are gone, silence takes over. At times, the rustling of split plantain leaves broke the stillness.. Irregular shadows danced on the wall when the breeze took charge. The clothes on the string looks brighter as they fly towards the sunny sky. The leaves of the jack fruit tree glimmered in the afternoon light. I sat back and mulled over waiting for my evening tea. I longed to take out the book which I bought months back, kept on the shelf untouched. Then I thought maybe I should watch a movie which I had missed. I quickly brushed away the thought, trying to figure out what I really wanted to do, because there were so many To-Do’s that I didn’t know what to do. Finally I put my feet up and wrote about the luxury of spending a laid-back afternoon at home.

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