Thursday, September 20, 2012

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Not eradicated so easily


I saw a silly soap opera
Being watched
again and again
even though
all the viewers
know it is silly,
can predict the story,
and know it by heart
after two reruns.
I wonder if the people have a new opium

Poor Marx,
Who thought
The opium could be destroyed
By bombing
A few seats of faith

When actually
The opium
Just grew and flourished
In different brands
Addicting us all.

I heard a young cousin
harping on his guitar
for fifteen hours a day.
I carried the newspapers
For a retired uncle
Who follows all kinds of news, obsessively
And does absolutely nothing with the information.
I followed an adoring neighbor
On a dog-walk,
Delightedly cooing over
Her just adopted Pomerania.
The slap of the door
Reminded of another neighbor’s
Punctual quarrels everyday

Aren’t they all but indulging
In their own brands of
Intoxication?

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Kanyaadaan

Kanyaadan
Giving the bride away
Bride price
Sunauli rupauli
Jaari

Why should it always be about
Who owns the girl
When the girl can
Easily
Declare her own rights

Unrealistic

Why should i
(or anyone, for that matter)
Look for everything in a single person?
Why
Do we willfully create
So much intensity
And complexity
When we could just
Easily
Fluidly
Nurture compartments of
Fun
Brains
Support
Jokes
Discussions
Meals
Books
Movies
Songs
In different people.