Smile please !

Beep, beep, beep…

A swing of my hand,

The alarm clock falls, its machinery pops.

A rumpled shirt, blazer becomes a must.

No water to brush, bath or flush.

A roasted toast, a burnt omelette,

Need to buy today, a better fate.

I switch on the radio-

A RJ pleads, “Good morning Delhi ! Smile Please!”.

I’m already late, should make a call,

My N-phone is there, NO balance at all.

Procession on road, the traffic packs,

Next parking is full, then swipe card cracks.

The lift out of order,

(And boss out of mind!),

Clients’ notices, Deadlines-churn and grind.

My cranky colleague, a double faced horse,

Makes graves of my chances,

When boot-licks the boss.

In midst of this skewed life,

The newspaper ad reminds-

“Sparkle at ease, Smile Please!”.

A small curve on your face,

Puts lot of things straight.

This cliché about smile,

I refuse to buy.

The mask of smile, we often adorn,

Not springing from your heart,

No purpose will it solve.

When sealed with content,

Honesty it reflects.

Connects and resolves.