14
Aizawl 22 X 7 ½
I do not know
what happens to the colors on the city walls
when water rushes down from the sky
they become vivid.
Look at this stone
with a crack
wherein a piece of rope can be seen stuffed.
This has been changed.
The deep green that hid somewhere
has come out
giving the flat stone a three dimensional effect
touching the gullies
and disbursing the lightness of yellow all around.
It is boldly written in bottle green
14 Aizawl 22 X 7 ½.
It seems to be a very mysterious number
inscribed much below the Zam Zam cab service.
Maybe, a sort of incantation.
On the way from Silchar to Aizawl
in the Zam Zam cab
I had seen around a bend
the clouds so red
as if blood had filled the sky
that tilted over us
quite ready to pour down
and quite near.
Copyright © 2007 Arun Gaur
