Where have I come
Now think I
As it is difficult to return
Where have I?
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The girl from Manchester,
You take it not badly,Anything that hurt you,You a girl,A small schoolgirl,You live in the books,In the booksWith your heart and soulTaking not the things otherwise,O, you,You my girlAs you have to,Have to go a long way,A long way to goAnd,And to learn from!
Why does he read,
That he heeds to not,Neither smiles nor speaks to,Neither winks nor nods?Has he turned deaf and dumbThat he neither speaks nor hears me,Should I call my parents and others,What should I do?Why does he remain lost in studies,Why does he in books and papers,Will he turn into a sadhu,A yogi or a fakir?What does the…
Is he a Japanese,
Or a Chinese?
Today we are getting scopes,
For uploads and archives,I mean digital spacesFor creativity,But there was a timeWhen it was very difficultTo pursue and peruse it,It was of press and publicationand reviewAnd letter-writingAnd they would mugFrom giving a chanceAnd had to depend on letter-writingAnd posts to come back,Acceptance and refusal,Waiting and payment forBut today, now-a-days justAfter a click of the mouseThe…
He is a poet of Bombay
But always with BombayO his mind,The house and his familyOn its mapAs his nostalgia for,The album of remembrance,The family the peripheryOf his writingWith location, translocation,Dislocation, displacementAnd diaspora as his storiesTo connect and re-connectThe colonies and their re-tellingOf narratives and anecdotes,Butassimilation and adjustmentThe main aspect of our living,Living in harmony.
Sitting in the circus gallery
The circus running in losses,The audience almost leftAnd the artistes lesser in number,The animals too not much.