Nasbulla
It must have washed up on the shore
from the river
that dead body.
Someone had
arranged death
for him.
The dead man is
walking from the shore
towards me.
It may take
three more minutes
for him to reach me.
Two minutes
are over.
He nears me.
Where did they come from
these cavalry men!
They take him away from there.
There is a palace at that place.
The guards open
the palace gates.
How could this be possible!
Soldiers and citizens
welcome him with garlands.
A woman offers him wine
or his favourite beer to drink.
Another one
brings apples.
Surprise!
A cat comes there
and asks him
“Who are you?”
Amidst all that
one said
“Have you forgotten Hon’ble Minister
that he is the lazy King
of our Empire”
and added
“Because he was always sleepy
we sent him to bathe in the sea.
But he slept
there too”.
That’s how
the story read
from an old book
ended.
