Today he hates yellow
he says
as if he had loved it all along
when I spilled the turmeric on the threshold
he had a migraine for three days and made me
give away all my saris collection that boasted of
yellow of all shades, chicken yellow, lemon yellow,
mango yellow, marigold yellow, sunflower yellow,
banana yellow, gold yellow, urine yellow,
jaundice yellow, vomit yellow, purge yellow.....
that reminded him of his sick father in the hospital for two years
when they came holding his dark yellow liver
which had made him throw away the bottle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem