Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Rain-tree at Vile Parle (W)

Tell me, rain-tree
what our city was like when you were a sapling.

Tell me when these
buildings that surround you replaced your sibling trees.

Tell me when this
road was widened stranding you amidst the traffic.

Tell me how you
became a big hindrance instead of a cool shade.

Tell me who let
your branches be cut to let buses pass below.

Tell me how the
skywalk's pillars came up like tombstones beside you.

Tell me rain-tree
when will they cut you down (as) so many tonnes of wood.


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