Alone In a Group
ALONE IN A GROUP
I sit gazing at the big box
With less work to do and many things to think.
The man next to me is busy at work so full
And a lady, anxious of her own looks.
The Secretary of the office is filled with piles of files
And is often on phone on the floor.
And I got nothing
But to think of all this what I look around in a group
The attendant falls in with a cup of tea
And all eagerly break their ‘busy’ work just to speak.
Some men and women stand and talk loudly
Not really to talk but to show that they can.
Among all, a peon stares at the ceiling only for just a minute
Not like me for hours together.
He whistles, chuckles and always carries a smile
Never is he seen in a mood so fascinated like us
And here, my gaze is fixed on the box
Like many on the Clocks
The Sun waved good bye
And all rose up from seats
Looked hurriedly at the door;
Looking at each other with smiles
Only just to say goodbye.
Good bye in a hurry!
The lights are off; the game is up
The game of playing together to win Loneliness.
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