Bhova Pagla & Bruce Springsteen (A 6-Sentence “Earth Day” Flash/Micro Fiction)

It’s Bhova Pagla’s duty to keep the street in our neighbor clean–as he thinks of. Thus, after a function or special day he can be seen collecting scraps and all; like on 16th August, he can be seen picking up the National Flags fallen on the street. This comes with his abusive curse–ranging from a son of a bitch to cruder most that I cannot write.

This noon, when I was returning from office, I saw him collecting dried dead tree leaves and humming Bruce Springsteen’s Working On a Dream; elders say he is a Gold Medalist in Bio-Chemistry; it was the divorce that made him pagla, lunatic.

I asked him, we share a cordial relation somehow, of his mission. Bhava Pagla smiled, exposing his gapped teeth set behind the heavy grey-bearded chin, “alright! That’s professional whistling right there…am working on a dream…to build a tree in this concrete jungle…”


#Pagla means Lunatic, eccentric person. 


Author: Sangbad

A published poet. Avid Reader. Favorite authors (few) are Satyajit Ray, Saradindu Bandyopadhyay, Bankim Ch. Chatterjee, Jhumpa Lahiri, O. Henry, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, etc. Music lovers. Love to hear Rabrinda Sangeet, Anjan Dutt, Enrique Iglesias, Mozart & Beethoven (though can't say which is who's symphony). Dislike to get clicked. Love to be self (introvert).

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