When Eudora came ...

he was caught unawares
by her...
he knew she was preparing...
applying her toiletries...
getting ready for the party...
for she had worn way ahead of the time
her favoured black saree with studs silvery
and she had put on by the afternoon
her bangles platinum pure...
and high heels polished
black shiny...
she was all dressed up...
and ready to go...

he knew...
how many hours had she spent
before her mirror of sky
perfecting her coiffure...
her hair...her attire...
afterall it was her party...
she was the attraction prime...

and ...
she came...
riding a long black
stretch...
the door chauffeur opened
and she got down
amidst applause...
and shutterbugs...
clicked shots
in continuous mode...
from the land of wet and cool she rode
all the way here...
for lesser mortals-
like he...
he was caught unawares...
on road ...

she...Eudora...
got down...
before him...
black saree...
studs silvery...
cool!

[note:- Eudora :Greek Goddess of rain]

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