Tuesday, September 29, 2009

When I am lost

In the pitter patter of the rainfall

In the ‘insane' cuckoo’s call

In the gulmohar carpeted on the street outside

In the gay, twinkling Diwali lights

In the bright orange on my wall

In my doggie's punctual 4 a.m. call

In the boat at Allepey lazying downstream

In the myriad colours of the Tiomann sea

In stupid giggles echoing around

In Leonard Cohen’s growl

In every swig of Glenmorangie

These are the places you will find me

- November 9, 2004

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