Pradip Chattopadhyay - Tomorrow

Do I get the job sir?
Tomorrow we can confirm.
He needed an employment so badly

A boy of nineteen
An would be graduate
Thrown into the vortex of life
To shoulder responsibilities
A boy of his age would not normally be required to do.

He touched his right hand on his head
And said

I promise to come back tomorrow.

He went out on the road
With the dream of tomorrow
Little sunlit little brighter than today

His mind drifted someplace else...

His head crushed under the wheels of a bus!

I see him standing before me
His hand on his head
His lips parting in the vow

I promise to come back tomorrow.

Have you ever wept for someone
You don’t know have never seen
For you just a piece of news
Another accident
Another death on the road?

Then you would understand
Why my tears were inconsolable

Come back boy
Come back somehow
tomorrow

Pradip Chattopadhyay

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