(i)
The white wall ahead,
As opposed to the night blue sky
in my blurred perspective, has turned into a water body.
I thought we would drown if we crashed and
all the speeding cars behind us too with their headlights torching through our rear view would drown if they crashed and I wouldn't mind either.
I would hold fast to my pillion space and not complain of the disturbing silence.
(ii)
We rode past the wall that posed as a lake
Headlights still torching through without a crash,
without a drowning case,
Without a saving and
Without a loss.
(iii)
I want to dissolve in the blinding lights, your dolorous eyes peaking in through the rear view.
Speeding cars speeding in, stars glittering, bonfires in sight, night skies ablaze. The wall is now concrete, all waters dried up.
Such is the death of a beautiful place
I see the whole world burning.
-Nirmali Medhi
