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Christmas


Tapan Mozumdar
(3 min read)

Santa Claus masks sold on roadside in Ahmedabad

you could
never settle down,
banjaran,
so you sell fragile earth,
coloured n baked,
near the crossing
of Kamanahalli

this season
you learnt
caps of Santa
sell hot

on your usual
green ghagra
and yellow shawl,
hence,
you wear
a red cap
to bring cheers
to your toddler
crawling alone
on the footpath
nearby

I amuse myself
picturing you
as an alumnus
of Gryffindor

I see a broom,
almost,
suspended
in disbelief,
ready
to take you off
once you’re done
with this masquerade
to exist through
another day

impatient drivers,
to fulfil
balance shopping,
honk non-stop

signals are green now

you look at me
smile
your lips murmur

winter is late this year


Tapan Mozumdar is a Guest Author at Soulgasm.

(Click here to read our first book “Mirrored Spaces” : A poetry and art anthology in English and Hindi with contributions from 22 artists)

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One comment on “Christmas

  1. Shantanu Jain
    December 31, 2016

    One of the simplest and most beautiful pieces I have ever read!

    Thanks for writing this, Tapan. 🙂

    Like

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