Sunday, March 6, 2016

A Song 33




At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka,
jhendu in khadi collars,
on a Sunday stretch and
yawns.
Annachi downloaded
wadas, dosas, chunteys, sambhars
from a creaking cycle,
given by grandma in 1816;
today, more an idea of a cycle;
a Bihari watchman joined
from night duty;
licking fingers taped in chutneys,
Kabir and Tuka,
slapped card packs
for Sunday rounds
of Teen Patta.
A Sunday do.

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