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Eternity


Despite
a heart flutters over
the beat of dholak,
the words of bhajan falls suitably
on my mind,
few more moments auspicious
of this Saawan Somwar,
I hear of dispersion
after hours of selfless devotion,
outside everything is different,
timetabled transport and traffic lights,
the haul of people for direction and purpose,
leaning across the pavement business beggar children,
the journey to the home
filled with no anticipation,
a prayer on the lips
this eternity becomes me.

dholak: a musical instrument like drum that is tapped with hands.
bhajan: religious song
saawan: rainy season
Somwar: Monday

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