Dr. Sanjukta’s poem highlights the fleeting nature of time and the importance of making the most of every moment, exclusively for Different Truths.
“It’s time you had a watch,”
She said,
In middle-school
My watch-less right wrist
Was a butt of ridicule
Now the watch
Clasping my right wrist
Watches me more than
I watch its face
Framed in a crystal disc
Now I watch
More than any watch
Has ever watched
It’s hands counting time
Incalculable.
My watch on my wrist
A loyal wristband
Like a firm friend indeed
Deeds and misdeeds
Need and greed
Tasks and masks
Upset time and space
As the watch clasps me
The watch counts on
As I recount the many discounts
That time could have offered
But never did.
I now watch my watch
Ticking the moments
It’s not the same watch
Or is it?
Many have come and gone
Forgotten, abandoned
As the new watch watches
The new times
In a trance of
Transformation
Picture design, Anumita Roy
Sanjukta, Anumita Ray’s picture design illuminates your arresting imagery in ‘I now watch my watch’.