What a beautiful rain!
I would love to see it again;
How much ever I feel the drops,
I just cannot get enough of it;
To the flowing water in the canal,
How do I communicate with you?
Ever heard of a Paperboat?
A voice came from behind;
Ah! Not really? Is it fun to do?
Too much that you can’t get tired;
Woah! I am already mesmerized,
But how do we make it?
Who invented the paper boat?
Too many questions for a toddler,
But yes innocence is the cause of invention;
Will you show me how to make it?
Of course, I would love to make one for you;
Thank you so much, do it quick,
I would love to see it soon;
Tell me one thing before that,
How come you don’t know about it?
Are you not from the village?
No, I am from the place where it stinks;
Factories and vehicles working all time,
Humans walking like pre-set robots;
Again, too much for a toddler,
So much frustration at his age;
Frustration doesn’t know age mister,
Counteracts anyone at any point of time;
Woah! Your words are no less than a knife,
Who are you anyway, Ms. Frustrated one;
You could call me Anamika,
If at all you must know my name;
Okay Ms. Anamika, here is your paper boat,
Wohoo! It looks great. Can you make another?
We have to make a deal then, I think,
Huff! Deals are pathetic, but, okay for boat;
I live to the other side of the canal,
We shall talk daily through the paper boat;
You are proposing we must be friends,
Anyways, I owe you for making me the boat;
Okay then, far I go, behind those thick trees,
Will be sending you paper boats every day from now;
Bye, Mr. Stranger meet you soon,
At least in the letters, if not in flesh and face;
“Dear Anamika, How are you there?”
I hope all is well and you are having fun;
Came a paper flying towards him,
While he was sending the letter through the canal;
“A little girl got killed in the fight with big guys,
The Wonder Environmentalist- they called her,” it read;
Ms. Anupama, Age-12, there was a picture,
He was shook and terrified when he saw it;
The article was from the news two days back,
He couldn’t understand what was happening;
Then a paper boat came flowing in the canal,
The paper was coloured red and black;
When he saw the letter, it was written,
“You are not much of a newsreader, are you?”