After Monsoon Rains In Indian Villages Poem by Ravi Kopra

Rays of sunlight
after days of heavy rains
Ganga and Jamuna overflowing
pools of water everywhere
village talabs full to the brim
frogs croack incessantly
on slimy muddy roads
people slipping, falling
bruised, breaking collar bones
tibias, pelvises, femurs
rehri-wallas come selling
mangos, ghias, toris
dogs wander everywhere
children play and run
birds alight from trees
parrots chatter in laughter
drop pricked green mangos down
koels in groves sing songs
crows caw caw in air
vultures patrol skies
searchingfor cows
swept away in waters
wait till the evening comes
moths surround your lighted lamps
burn in flames there
drop down in your bowl of curry
drop down on your chapatis
you are having for your dinner
swarms of mosquitoes
buzz in your ears
hover over your head
and give you compamy
moving in circles wherever you go
you go for a walk after the dinner
exchange pleasantries with your neighbours -
barsaat chungi hoee hai, kaafi chungi hoee hai.