The warmth from the lap
of an unknown mother,
kept me awake as
stories flashed by in colour.
She, known for feeding
her sons with resolve
from the full, burning breasts;
I met her this day,
after four long years of
hide and no seek!
The game which I started,
with the morning gust,
that hit me with all its might,
uprooting my veins, for months at times.
But today... I orphaned myself inside an
AC cab waiting outside a train station!
of an unknown mother,
kept me awake as
stories flashed by in colour.
She, known for feeding
her sons with resolve
from the full, burning breasts;
I met her this day,
after four long years of
hide and no seek!
The game which I started,
with the morning gust,
that hit me with all its might,
uprooting my veins, for months at times.
But today... I orphaned myself inside an
AC cab waiting outside a train station!
The day-time train trip through Tamil Nadu in a non AC compartment: A burning experience, but no time to complain because I was alive amongst the "real" people of this country. Check out my observations during the journey -
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