Saturday, June 1, 2013

Once Upon A Time Old Bandra Was A East Indian Commune



farms stretching
from bazar road
to pali hill
boats sailing
in swoon
catching fishes
crabs at noon
getting wet
falling in love
in monsoon
mount mary
climbing the steps
asking dear mary
for a kind boon
making fun
of alfred the buffoon
in his half pants
beer full tummy
a real cartoon
eating the insides
of a watermelon
with a small spoon
one to four siesta
those memorable
snoring lanes
balmy afternoons
or sitting on
the bench
holding hands
at st peters church
under the moon
having chai
with butter and brun
now that chapter
lost forever
death of the gaothan
a neglected community
back in the cocoon

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