Haveli
from Mukhamukhi (1978)
- 1 -
In this haveli now nobody lives.
Who it belongs to nobody knows.
The eyes of the old paanwala on the street
outside
look like they have soaked up the history of
this haveli.
But he’s unwilling to reveal anything.
His hands that fold the betel leaves are always
quivering.
- 2 -
Wild creepers have climbed up to the terrace.
Huge cobwebs have draped the windows.
These days we won’t be able to find masonry
like this anywhere, that has supported
all these rooms and concert halls.
See, how tall this mansion stands
amidst the towering bushes.
- 3
-
Since such places have a lot of shade
one can stand here and reminisce about
almost anything;
each one’s smiles,
each one’s capers.
Amidst all this,
a sound from somewhere inside
of clothes falling to the floor
could well be real.
But, I know about one thing surely;
When a stone is dropped into this deep well
it takes several minutes before you can hear
the sound –
the time between these
is filled with anxiety.
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