Dr Shailja’s poem talks of imperfect chapatis created with care. These symbolise beauty, endurance, and love’s strength—an exclusive for Different Truths.
I have made chapatis for you: They are not round They are elliptical They are not smooth They are irregular They get thick on the margins Some are slightly burned Or raw in the middle They are made by naive hands Hands that are guided by a soul Just like these chapatis: Uneven. Unfinished. Burnt. Raw. But they are made with: Love. Toil. Time. Poise. Can our love survive with imperfections of: Chapatis. Body. Soul. And such? Can it?
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