When the koel sings a lullaby
In the early hours of dawn
You know it has finally arrived
Your favourite Sunday morn

The morning stretches seamlessly
Amidst endless cups of tea
As you read the Sunday news
With an extra ounce of greed

The afternoon lifts your spirits
In ways more than one
Sumptuous lunch followed by siesta
A unique, sublime combination

Finally, when your near and dear ones
Raise your productivity to doing precious nothing
You know you have entered the precincts
Of a gentle Sunday evening

Subir Chakraborty / 1st April 2018