Musings at night

It's a Cold winter night
I see my hands changing their skin
Some thoughts fog my mind
What they are, about whom,
I have no clarity.
They sit there like an un-noticed photo frame in a familiar room

My baby sleeps next to me
breathing heavily with blocked nose
a mosquito hums a sad song nearby asking for attention
Alas, our bug zapper is dying a slow death
The mosquito gets to live a little longer.

I have a craving for a hot steaming cup of adrak chai right now
Would it be worth a visit to the kitchen at one?
A selfish wish at the risk of waking up people in deep sleep!
but why shall I hesitate always?
I should take what I want.

Some Vehicles make a lot of noise
It is bad to have a house near the road.
You can't experience pindrop silence even at midnight.
I love the sound of Rail running on the tracks though.
Makes me feel drifted to a distant land,
It is good to be away from reality at times.

I try to think harder if there is anything that sits heavy on the mind
I would let it cloud my mind for some more time
till I find a way to say it loud
Baby posters on my front wall glare at me
My baby has chosen the central one to follow as an example
I look at it closely and smile back.
It seems to be sugesting
Go and have a cuppa of tea!
And. So. Well. Alright.