over a glass of rum
Thursday, June 2, 2016
A Song 57
At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka,
into puris and aam ras,
first ever,
Parsi-flavoured,
Vithala tasted not better,
in arm chairs,
at Peace;
helpings shared
with wind,water, wide skies
in sleepy sofas,
square and fair.
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