There is a knock on the door
Someone wants to come in
There may be someone asking about well-being
Or with a bouquet in hand
Wants to greet
There may be a boy from network marketing
With wonderful tips for progress
Or someone giving good news of hitting the jackpot
Or a poet with his latest poem
There may be someone discussing political corridors
Someone may have come to open his bundle of reproaches
There is no dearth of people asking for a loan
This possibility cannot be ruled out
That someone may have brought along the most infectious disease of centuries
Hunger
Many things come in life
Without knocking
Like tsunami!
Like meteorite!
Then we don't say
Come after some time
Right now we are busy, at the dining table!
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