11 Jun 2014

Vashi Bridge

The sea has the colour of a mini pralaya today.
The sea, mud, sudden bursts of wind, the salt in the air and lips,
the suddenly absent smell of fish,
air you can put like a piece of calicut halwa.

The hot sun watching silently, immune to what its rays can do.
This year's monsoon currents have arrived.
Lashing against concrete.
Dissolving the ground beneath our feet elsewhere.
Have you bought your talpatri? Umrellas? Raincoats?

Above us, the sky is a different blue.
The clouds in shapes and colours we are not waiting for. 
When will the wall of dark monsoon clouds roll in?


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