Honk, honk the automobile keeps sounding.
The road is in shambles; a disquieting bluish light
Keeps flashing on and off.
Wild speed breakers rattle bones,
Suddenly, an odd brake screeches-
A mad man, angry at lovers
Who've taken over a children's park hollers:
'How can you smile, knowing this is the world we live in?'
A broken brick on his hand, he looks furious!
He's coming forward and I freeze
But my driver holds my hands tight:
'He has no guts, Mr.!
Tea stalls across the street go wild
With the music of late 80s drums:
'Wearing discolored jeans
Lighted cigarette on his lips
Buttons of his red shirt wide open'
Dolly sings on.
Confused by the smile of a high school girl,
And seeing the red lights on the flooded street-
I fall in love again with my moribund city
I fall in love with Khulna yet again.
Md. Mehedi Hasan is a student of English at Khulna University.