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Thursday, January 12, 2006


Yellow dhotis, caps
sweaters, robes
jostle for space on
the ghats.
One hundred and two
sunset priestlings
(can I call them that?)
offer Aarti to the
flowing ganges; they
chant loudly, noisily,
sometimes in and
mostly a little off-

Saffron marigold
petals float alongside
wishes; temple bells
dance to the sound of
prayers; the unstill river
stills my mind.

Twilight blurs my
vision and then
unexpectedly tears too,
as I catch him
surreptitiously cheekily
unraveling wool from
his neighbour’s
sweater; forgetting
(in those moments)
to chant.

He may well be a priest, yes,
I think, as I watched him play

But isn’t he really
really, just a little

Travellete 3 - Haridwar, On the banks of the river Ganga, Nov 2005.


Anonymous abe said...


never thought of visiting haridwar. seemed too crowded. but it seems that it might be worth it after all.

enlightenment through your travelettes?


7:42 PM  
Blogger Shyam said...

You paint word pictures that i can see in my head (and feel in my heart) :)

9:26 PM  
Blogger The ramblings of a shoe fiend said...

If I haven't already told you - I think you should publish your poems as a book. They're wonderful.

the unstill river
stills my mind.


10:26 PM  
Blogger Parul Gahlot said...

I was in Haridwar just a week ago...

8:13 PM  
Blogger Aravind said...

Beautiful as usual :-)

3:39 AM  
Blogger Heretic said...

You paint a picture beyond my eyes but well within the reach of the soul. Lovely words, really. :-)

6:10 PM  
Blogger Dan Husain said...

You've got allround applause for this one. It is a wonderful poem and few phrases, imageries cling to my thoughts as I write. But I believe 'Measure' and 'Price' had more flow in them, especially 'Measure'. I still think there are edges you can smoothen here. :-)

9:48 AM  
Blogger darkness said...

A fine example of visual imagery.

12:23 AM  
Blogger N said...

Came back again to read this one. It's very memorable. Cheers :).

1:33 PM  
Blogger dreamer said...

we create priests and heros and gods dont we.beneath that everyone is the same.childish.human.

9:02 PM  
Blogger Nessa said...

KK, I came back to read it too.. And this is the fourth time, 'coz I've realised something just right now: your words have such an effect on me, that I just keep reading this poem over and over again, although I've not understood it..

*mixed emotions.. dunno whether to blush or frown*

P.S. I dunno anything about temples and priests..

11:27 AM  
Blogger kaaju katli said...

Thank you all :-)

10:38 AM  
Anonymous Vaish said...

very beautiful, brought back the image to me .. like everyone has said here and like I was tell you -- yur words haunt a reader, you have that effect ...

awesome, wonderful, beautiful

11:44 AM  

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