3 WITCHES
THERE.... There they were....there they were sleeping on the corner of the busiest road in town in the daze of the traffic, in the blur of the headlights, screaming vehicles, ready to go on a rampage, horns yelling their heads off in a wanton effort to be heard to and attended to and given way... but they slept undeterred, their backs to the whole wide world around them. to people in the relentless race of their lives...They slept on untired,unmindful, unheeding! The three laid out to rest while they day dragged itself to a loose end. My three witches, they slept on...I encountered them on a 'rimzim day'...It's not so much the monsoon but the idea of those buxom winds that makes this dry state put name to indulgences like a sweetened soda water, with a rainy name like that...But id havta go with the name...Nothing else quenches your dry senses on a hot dry day and perks up your eyes like you just got out of the longest stupid, languid stupor. Well, that’s when I met them......