let the tea be
she had -
no sugar for happy endings as I expected people her age to possess.
she had -
on her left hand - niazi's surrender in dhaka
& on her feet - the dust of roads she ran.
she had
white sarees, and then some more.
& tragic endings. day-by-day of india-china '62
& skin wet in june showers of '75 emergency.
she has [ insert euphemism for death ]
passed away, assumed room temperature, kicked the bucket, at peace -
in that white saree on a white bed,
that dark body privileged with the ease
of melting into shadows.
she had -
an achronological storytelling style, so I too
jump back to '91 when she smiled at the union budget,
blasphemously understanding it. she had
a laugh that she still makes tea as her father-in-law liked it -
she had no sugar for her tea either.
~Ajay
2/8/19
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