There's Something Happy About December

By Abhinav Nath Jha

There’s something happy about December,

Pink beings (flowers) sketched over rusty concrete walls, 

Bespectacled, she walks by, red rose in hand, 

Grandma fiddles with the jasmine that she found lying on the grass, 

Mirth and merry abuzz in the scattered remnants of our dreams,

I force a smile,

I don’t think I can force a smile,

I smile.

By Abhinav Nath Jha