Long back, when I was still a school-going li’l girl, who was easily amazed by the sight of a rainbow, even if it was just a picture, peeping out of a 7th Grade text-book, I always wanted to see a rainbow in my real life.
And then the Almighty took my call and answered my desperation. One day, on my way back home from my granny’s place I saw this miraculous rainbow, all bright and vivid, shining through my car window. I couldn’t help but pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe at this wonderful sight of the Indra-dhanush. It didn’t just make my day, but my life! From then on, I always get caught in the reverie of that wonderment and voraciously wish to see that sight again, whenever it rains.
I wrote this poem in a naturally inebriated state; the one that only nature can put you into. No amount of liquor can equal it. I am happy to still be that little girl at heart.
Today I desire to break-free
And romance with the morning Sun
Dance to the chirruping of beautiful canary
And blow away the work undone..
I slide down the rainbow
And land to the dazzling clouds
Where the flowery swing awaits
Hanging from where the mystery shrouds
Pink flamingos gyrate around
As I fondly watch them gleam
I swing through the wind of freedom
And touch the sky of my dream…