Utopia

“Papa, can we please go out somewhere today?” “Darling I am busy, I have work pending,” you say. Yet your heart can’t walk upon your daughter’s dream After a while, you agree upon going for an ice cream . She wears a wide smile, her eyes twinkle with elation “I’ll be ready in two minutes”, is the declaration. “Mumma, please take out my new pink dress And also those shoes that go with it best.” Meanwhile you receive a call from your boss Some flaw in your report has made him cross. “Sir I did what you had instructed me to do” But he is too aggravated to listen to you. “Is something the matter?” asks your wife You shout as you narrate all the chaos in your life. Your little daughter has been standing at the door The wide smile, the joy in her eyes can be seen no more. She had been waiting for you to compliment her on her dress And also the shoes that went with it best. Somebody at papa’s office had crushed her dream Today was not the day for an ice