GAS - LESS DAYS
Gas-less, distressed, I gingerly stir a curry
on the Induction c. , no less
and I look out at the verandah
Where Sachi sits smiling.
The flickering flames lick up as Sachi fondly tends
the makeshift hearth and through the smoke, I see
Their glow reflected on his beard
As Nostalgia takes over
And he dreams.
Fond memories of home and his mother
who tended the firewood hearth
while helpfully he offered dried fronds and sticks
and the thrill of even pouring out
a whole thosai on the griddle!
Now, as our pot boils
He stirs the rice, kukul legs and heads
All we have managed to get
For our canine friends today -
A far cry from the “Pet Food” loaves
Of Yesterday.
SAKUNTALA SACHITHANANDAN JULY 2022
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