The Street Acrobats-At Jadavpur Thana Crossing

Wee was the space,

A yard or two arm’s length at most,

A space created between the bumpers

Of the Corolla and that of the Mahindra;

Two amongst the many that stood

at the traffic intersection

waiting for the light to turn green.



Suddenly like a flash,

The girl in red and baby in green made a dash.

Weaving their way through,

The cars standing in serpentine queue,

they swooped down on this empty space.



Then began a race,

To grab attention of as many eyeballs

Before the lights turned green!

To the rhythmic beats of drum,

The baby’s head stirred, slowly picking momentum,

Till the nut attached to his fez swirled

in a smooth circular motion.

Then he bent back

Till his body was flat

and rested on his fours.



Summersaults and twists were next,

Displayed in grace and perfectness.

Till they realised that it was time,

To beg the onlookers for a few dime!



So the drum beats ceased,

And tapping the car windows with a please,

The girl and the baby stood with extended palms.



Fate though was not very kind,

their timing too probably was a bit wayward.

The traffic light had already turned colour

And the men in the car had no time for favour.



Amidst the cacophony of honking horns,

No one heard their hunger pangs.

The girl and the baby moved to give way,

And watched the flashy cars with men, drive away!