Treasure Island

Bijay Kant Dubey


Sir Vidia


Sir Vidia in the dark goggles
With the Fench-cut berds on the chin
The mimic man mimicking the writers
And rebuffing them
With his Pakistani wife, Nadira
Rebuffing the Indian writers.
The gods of small things,
Talking nonsense
With regard to colonial and post-colonial perspectives
But he denouncing multi-culti,
As Europe is Europe, cannot be multi-culti,
Taking his own stand.

His mood and temper running high
But his Pakistani wife quelling his anger.
Asking to keep calm and quiet,
Extending a slip of paper to quell
The anger of the angry man man
But the old man
In the goggles
Fingering at the nascent Indian writers.

Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013
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