The Tea Stall - Poem by Arun Kolatkar
The young novice at the tea stall
has taken a vow of silence
when you ask him a question
by sprinkling dishwater in your face
and continues with abulations in the sink
and certain ceremonies connected
with the washing of cups and saucers.
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