Endless Sojourn

It drizzled on the way I walked To my sister's house in that unknown town That cast a deja vu on me As though I knew every street That traversed its length and breadth Although I knew I had to walk At least a couple of miles I chose not to hire A taxi or take a bus For I have always liked To walk in the rain With an umbrella unfurled over my top The rain then thickened And fast it was sheets of water Or just deluge Falling over all around The green paddy fields Alongside the road That I trod Within no time turned Into raging muddy seas of tea That frothed and brimmed Overflowing the path I walked Knowing it was futile To walk in that downpour I sought shade At a roadside bus shelter Alongside my path From where when I looked askance To my right where it was seaside I saw tourists languishing under sunshades And in no time the waves Had them devoured A tsunami then arose From nowhere and had Half of the bus shelter in her fold It was a nightmare From which I awoke The door was open And the monsoon wind Was blowing across My calves were cramped Did I die there at the bus shelter Taken in by the tidal wave Or did the collapsing roof Fall over my delicate head That I died then and there To awake again cramped on my morning bed? Who knows, life is a jigsaw Dreams too, we die and wake In deluge and in cramps The one who knows this Lives unborn Without death in an endless sojourn