At the Dancing Square—Chowk

Let me be. She licks her scream like a morsel it

hovers in the brazen sky. My sun is caught in the rain.

Staggering halfway to the square she fixes her laughter.

Somewhere far away from the sloppy moonlight

there is a hope, red and blue.

 

Not all men are tone deaf unable to hear the call

of hunger. Body, bosom, bare hips, needless to say

bare feet. She cannot afford the luxury of sleep.

Her hair smells of jasmine and hands glisten with

Jaipuri bangles. Kohl-rimmed eyes ready to sting.

 

Worn out with waiting the city lacerates one and all.

The city has spared none. The city will spare no one.

The street is her illustrious companion.

 

Often it rings with the flavor of seviyan and paan

Even the ghungroo relishes the touch of korma.

 

Tabla and sitar once had a taste of lucknowi tehzeeb.

Tracing her steps, up and down, subversive innuendoes,

voices reeking with lust and country made liquor, gaping

indifference of the hushed minarets. Often she is baffled

by the distant call of Amma: “Get up and be ready for Ajaan.

 

A whiff of wisdom sits on her head. She opens her empty

fist and catches the fading star, like long lost siblings they

laugh at each other and promise to meet again. If not tonight,

she knows she will find a lover and watch him snap

her dreams with eager lips and unsteady fingers.

 

Glossary

Seviyan
Pudding made of sugar, semolina and nuts
Paan
Betel leaf
Ghungroo
Ankle bells
Korma
Meat dish
Lucknowi Tehzeeb
City of Lucknow with its distinct culture and tradition
Ajaan
Prayers

 

 

Ref -Jaggerylit

Let me be. She licks her scream like a morsel it

hovers in the brazen sky. My sun is caught in the rain.

Staggering halfway to the square she fixes her laughter.

Somewhere far away from the sloppy moonlight

there is a hope, red and blue.

 

Not all men are tone deaf unable to hear the call

of hunger. Body, bosom, bare hips, needless to say

bare feet. She cannot afford the luxury of sleep.

Her hair smells of jasmine and hands glisten with

Jaipuri bangles. Kohl-rimmed eyes ready to sting.

 

Worn out with waiting the city lacerates one and all.

The city has spared none. The city will spare no one.

The street is her illustrious companion.

 

Often it rings with the flavor of seviyan and paan

Even the ghungroo relishes the touch of korma.

 

Tabla and sitar once had a taste of lucknowi tehzeeb.

Tracing her steps, up and down, subversive innuendoes,

voices reeking with lust and country made liquor, gaping

indifference of the hushed minarets. Often she is baffled

by the distant call of Amma: “Get up and be ready for Ajaan.

 

A whiff of wisdom sits on her head. She opens her empty

fist and catches the fading star, like long lost siblings they

laugh at each other and promise to meet again. If not tonight,

she knows she will find a lover and watch him snap

her dreams with eager lips and unsteady fingers.

 

Glossary

Seviyan
Pudding made of sugar, semolina and nuts
Paan
Betel leaf
Ghungroo
Ankle bells
Korma
Meat dish
Lucknowi Tehzeeb
City of Lucknow with its distinct culture and tradition
Ajaan
Prayers

 

 

Ref -Jaggerylit


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