Monday, July 14, 2014

Borther , You.

Remember, the distant tone
you encroached  the radio
 when you went inside
sticking your ear to the tiny speaker
how wishful you were, 
thought you would listen to the future.

flipping through the combination of wavelengths
diving across the disturbance
how beautifully you'd imagined
The interference of AM with FM.
I was only the ignorant 
who couldn't decipher
thought must be the dogs fighting dogs.

Remember ,
Twisting and twirling the analog antenna to the right direction
you were able to sniff the signal
I thought you had the guiding winds
running up on the hills.
You only had imagined 
that one day we would look up
instead of sniffing wide.

Many moments  those strike to my memoirs
While I trot around the world
I only would consider the world was flat otherwise
If it wouldn't be you 
made me see the shape with few yard sticks.

Remember, 
how you brought science near to me
while fixing the CRT of our old tv.
physics got so dear with tindle's effect
while we got induced by our mutual sleep.

when the others cursed the heat 
and the shortage of electricity
you made me learn how the weather is 
a dependent wife of geophysics
a varied slave to nature's rule.
how blissful its to be on the equator
having the necessity of winter hot and rain
the eight of complete chain.

the lucid forests of amazon,
the humid sucklers of Indonesian Wayland
the making of the Himalayan range, the strolling ganges.
The belt of Sahyadri looked very precedented
just as you made me drink 
the sultry water of Konkan coast-away.


We together laughed on several social cliches
 when you put together the fact and fallacy 
in the same plate, a delicious maneuver.
Remember, how easy was it for you 
to make perfect brothers 
out of a kid and a stray.

the goodness of eastern wind
when we only could afford the cheap electric cooler
the cruel humid western wind that would never cared for an AC.
for you how easy was it to compare heat with heat.
comparison and competition is only within
the dryness and the stickiness are the substantials.
and then you would astonishingly announce
for the bagful of rains due in three days.

Remember,
The eyes you had when you were
 mussile very young and vibrant
you hardly had very few of stubble cropping over your cheek.
you were born a child
the shadow of yours is still the same.

Remember
you went violent once and almost made me deaf
I still remember the slap, 
my numbed head still haven't got a distant claim.
forgive me for the nuisance
The guilt is still rotting me.

for me to the others 
love and despair
for me the meaning of 
discerned and dilemma

was a discovery through the humbled soul, brother you.

-Krishna Rai 
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