Deepak Manchanda of Delhi Poems

Welcome.
To far-off, dark Deep Space
Of whatever kind you have in your mind
Dial One for Curiosity
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Back when telephones were still heavy black
Dials were round and the operator interrupted
"Three minutes over"
We said hello.
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It is true
But the truth it isn't

It is true when it is -
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In the dust and din of the day
Amidst the traffic at the crossing of roads
Staring far into the potholed road ahead
I met a man drumming his fingers
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Water, you see is God’s will
Our constituency is thirsty
You can find your own of course

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It's been known.
It's been found.
A wrong has certainly been done.
But no one really is in the wrong.
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That seat in front
This one on the other side
Those others all around
Filling up fast
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Line ke peeche se aakar
Pehle apni hi baat sunaakar
Sab kuch apne liye hi chaahte ho
Uncle ji kya yeh hai sahi?
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Our heads almost touching
Our hands the other's cupping
We strike a match
And light up!
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He Who
Walks with a boyish spring
In his step
He Who
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