Soliloquy

To Dr Sarathchandra Chavali, congratulating him on his forthcoming nuptials with Dr Rohini Bharadwaj

You led us past the blackberries, beyond the thorns
Of unfulfilled intentions we had so effortlessly
Avoided. You took us past the edge of the forest
Into the vast, crowded floor in which the grapes
Could only be seen; you touched, and they turned sour.
Your words meant little to those vines rustling
In the undergrowth. In all these years, amidst
Years of untorrential rains, unheralded storms
And unforsaken pleasures, you walked with us
With the hope of seeing the sun rise someday.
We forgot our manners and tasted those grapes,
Leaving you with tears in your eyes and the odour
Of Matt-Magnolia, ale and ginger in your throat.

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