An Exchange beyond Commerce

Inspiration – Kabuliwalah by Rabindranath Tagore.

She ran, her palms against her chest,

the peanut balls threatening to roll out and away.

Her mother’s dupatta (her temporary saree)

flailing to match her enthusiasm, as she

passed her instagramming granny,

(their games intersecting only for the lunchtime feeding)

The sun was shining at that same angle

that cast the bright ray highlighting the spot on the sofa.

The walls rising taller as she approached

the gate, she found

the candy-man turning right

’round the corner of her street,

She knew he would enjoy her treat.


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