And he decided finally
That he will start tomorrow
On a bright sunday morning
His first spring walk
And he might circumambulate also, ‘been a while’ he thought
And say his prayers by and by...
For his old mother back home
And might give his dad a call and apologize
For leaving home to get this taste of the city life
He made up his mind, as determined as ever this time
And also made a promise to himself
That he will not fail this time,
That he will not let his determination tumble
This time he will make it right, everything right
But he failed in all, yet again
He did not do his walk, or circumambulate
Or say his prayer for his old mother back home
Nor did he call his dad to apologize
He failed yet again to do everything
Everything that he thought he would do
But not because he had less determination this time
And not because he did not want to either
But because he had decided that he would do it tomorrow
On a bright Sunday morning
His eyes never saw the dawn
He never smelt the fresh morning wind of the bright Sunday morning
For he had only today to live for
