An evocative love poem by Smita.
We finished with every trick in the bag. If someone watches closely, almost like a halo, Calm, radiates around us. The meaning of excitement has changed. It’s no longer arousal, sea-food, heavy metal . . . We’re happy with dim lights, hand-holding, The live band crooning, “I just called to say I love you . . .” Long drives in our Innova over Tricky mountain terrain, Arriving, at an isolated spot, Granting us an unrestricted view of Trishul, Nanda Devi, Panchachuli . . . A clear winter sky, the strong Sun pumping us with warmth, And you, pleading – “Let’s stay a while longer, Please, please, please . . .”
- Picture design Anumita Roy, Different Truths