December 13, 2011

The difference


I stand on the lump of the hill
Overlooking the stream
That divides the valley
On my side is a small hamlet
the home of a few inhabitants
on the other side is haven.
The hamlet looks bright at night
Like the twinkling of the stars.
cars zoom along the newly paved road.

I turn around and look at my side;
Alas! All I can find is-
the smell of smoke from hearth
the kerosene lamps flickering at night
The narrow path of more than three decades
Nothing has changed.

What happened to my side of hamlet?
Where are those promised changes?


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