When I was a child ,in hot summer's days in my maternal grandparents's village
Seeing the ice-cream man, all kids became happy like a bird who instantly fly from cage
He went down the streets of countryside shouting Ice-cream ! Cold Ice-cream !
He carried a big box on his bicycle, his box was filled full of Ice-creams to its brim
The children gathered around his bicycle like honeybees fly near graceful flowers
The kids bought it giving only a rupee coin & ice-cream made body cool,no need to take showers
He had only one type of ice-cream , red coloured , in taste a little salty & a little sweet
At that time,we didn't know vanilla, strawberry & other but only knew relief from sunny heat
The ice-cream man came per two days,in these two days he went to other villages nearby
His all red coloured famous ice-creams were sold as about one hour passed by
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