monsoon marvel

As I hear the lazy Dylan voice, “I wanna know have you ever seen the rain?” I want to sing out loud, “I have seen the rain.”
I have even tasted the rain. It was the uncalled urge to tilt one’s head heavenward with wide-open mouth on days without umbrella. But, it was the soft wet landing in the face that was more sensational than the few drops inside the mouth.
In a way then, I have touched the rain too. But you don’t touch the rain, because it touches you. With stretched arms and an open embrace, the rain can gently touch you sending a fresh air through the body. Or a bad day might mean it would slap your hands with huge droplets and a bit of pain.

(abstracted from a previously published full-length article in Sikkim NOW 🙂

workin’ woman

day time
student of

class five

part time
vendor who

sold us corn

daily income
is not
for her

money earned
aids her
family bank

go now…

“…go now while you’re still young, because one day it will be too late, and then you won’t feel at home here or there. You’ll feel like a stranger everywhere, and that’s worse than being dead.”

-Gabriel Garcia Marquez in The General in His Labyrinth