Evening Song

When the sun was setting

between coconut leaves,

kites were going crazy while flying

right above the horizon

just below tinted clouds,

mynas and parrots were screaming

and singing on their way back home,

sweet monsoon breeze was mixing

fading sunlight with fluorescent

lights of the garden

and illuminating each evening walker,

I sat on the stairs of a medieval mausoleum

savoured the perfect moment

and celebrated the fraction of forever