Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
When a masked dacoit was about to press
the trigger, he jumped from the corner,
stood in front of the rifle, welcome the bullet,
He was one among the masked dacoits,
who came to loot Mr. Poddar's house that day,
when he was groaning in pain, they fled away.
Police arrived soon, opened the mask,
Mr. Poddar's son cried, 'Our security guard'.
Yes, the Poddar family knew him,
a responsible person.
Mr. Poddar lamented, 'He needs money...
he saves us'.
His son observed another person
sitting on the dead man's place
while he was entering into Central School
the following day.
© 2021 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee