Times, with daughter

Good morning to you all, hey!

I am thrilled, excited

I am going on a date

With my daughter today

I have never felt so complete and rich

All knotty, gloomy clouds gushing out from within

She asked me out; with me she’d spend some time

I’m in seventh heaven now, aren’t I in cloud nine

I saw her up, through time through the years

Sleeping on my lap, easing out her fears

We sang, played and danced, we talked high and low

Times in my eyes had seen her bloom and grow

I asked her, why date with baba*, hey you pretty miss?

My witty child replied, so you chime a rhyme on this

Note: *baba: In bengali, baba means father

At a time when I am struggling to survive, to make ends meet, my daughter, who has just started working, asks me out! I am rejuvenated and wanted to keep this feeling just as it should be, as a reminder that despite all the fiscal losses, I am rich, that nothing is lost.