The Bright Side
by Joan Pinto
this the spot the Boss said we need to check for
the cable fault? the Bombay Electric Supply
worker asked his comrade. The two of them stood
at the crossroads as rickshaws, bikes and cars
raced past with no respect for the traffic lights.
remember him saying its the spot where the
traffic island faces the election banner,
the second worker replied, pointing to the one
hanging across the road. The huge banner featured
a politician, the one whod promised to fix
the drainage systems, and rid the roads of
potholes, last election.
did. But how do we go about it? Theres so
much traffic, Worker One said.
begin, ok? Weve to make sure this electric
cable gets fixed for the politicians rally
being held down the road tonight.
politicians. Alright. Alright, Lets dig.
their Work-In-Progress signs, they dug, pulling
out whole chunks of tar and rock. But no cable.
deeper, Worker Two suggested.
Then the pick-axe
hit something. A huge hose of dirty water burst
through, rising in a curving spout and hitting
the politicians picture right where his big
smiling mouth was.
we got the co-ordinates wrong, Worker One
Worker Two agreed, watching the banner fall
backward slowly with the force of the water.
We should head to the next traffic island....
but I have a feeling its going to be a dark