Land of See no evil,
Hear no evil,
Speak no evil
Is shining once again! ........
Holy India-- re-crowning its shining
from perihelion to perihelion.
Zigzagging in cool riverine....
Homily, everyone is part of a family,
…..Shying past either in disgust or amusement or in hope
The inconsequential reverberation
doesn't decide...or, divide us!
Monkeys we are. We are like this...
From molehill to dunghill...
We are united. "Notionally", at least!
The story of life unfolds in the roots.
A voice whispers inside my head…
to keep pace with the spate of policy changes
An un-banked Indian makes his daily rounds
Of the market and comes back home,
He clinks the loose old change on the table
Counts, and leaves in the piggy-bank with due respect.
He refuses to read the morning newspaper..
…the datelines, the calendar has disappeared.
Such airs, oh my! I blink again…