That dark dusty room, always closed
With no chinks to peep inside
Children of the house often conspired
To enter, to explore… but how?
Everyday they made new plans
Waited patiently to steal the keys
What would be the right time?
To give shape to their adventure!
Would it ever be possible?
With grandma keeping a close eye,
Supervising all the time
All the happenings of the day.
The room was right in the middle
Difficult to sneak in
Even during long afternoons
Or late at night which was scary!
Little Lovely had a plan
To enter one Sunday
But who would steal the key
From that dreaded drawer!
No child had an access to that drawer
None of them had ever dared
To defy the orders of the house
To keep away from the keys!
Who would listen to those orders?
When the promises of exploring
Guided the dreams of each other
When outshining was the sole aim!
With key already in her pocket
Little Lovely had already accomplished
The first step and proved
She was the smartest of the bunch!
The day was not far
The day all would be busy
With the celebrations of Sonu’s birthday
That was the planned day!
Sonu was told to keep company
Since he was the apple of their eye
The family would hardly notice
The pranks of missing children.
Curiosity drove Sonu away
From the venue of preparations.
Grandma couldn’t contain her worry
She alerted everyone!
The dark room was already open
All the children busy
Engrossed in their long awaited adventure
They were quite fearless!
All the trunks already open
All the pictures bare,
Loud voices, long discussions
Could be heard far!
Unaware of being watched
The children made plans
They needed more days to sneak,
More hours to explore!
The family elders watched amused
None of them balked
The children were given free access
To open the room everyday!
© Balroop Singh.
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