To Quill the Mocking World


Tapan Mozumdar
(3 min read)

Santa Claus masks sold on roadside in Ahmedabad

you could
never settle down,
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,
you wear
a red cap
to bring cheers
to your toddler
crawling alone
on the footpath

I amuse myself
picturing you
as an alumnus
of Gryffindor

I see a broom,
in disbelief,
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
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)

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. 🙂


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