The old man in tattered clothes
unshaven with a gangling walk
steps into the street
with sparkling eyes
clutching a few small old currency notes
Suddenly from behind come four men
running and laughing
they gang up and snatch his small treasure
The laughter reverberates around the old man
Who stares at his empty hands
and startled, he screams, pleads and cries
And the laughter vanishes along with the men
But then it returns
as
the old man stops crying
and starts laughing
and walks on
laughing hysterically on his way
and then that laughter too vanishes…
© Sunil Rajguru