First Encounters

Nonplussed, bereft feel
an orange bottomed monkey grabbed
from stationary train window
my bread, as shocked, I bawled~
(we were boarded on an overnight train (age about 5-6yrs)
From Bombay to Punjab for our annual vacation at grandparents home)

~hair raising whoop
That delightful slide
down dark mahogany balustrade
In ancestral home~

~inebriated joy
That unstinting adoring
Grandpa’ lap~

~pure love
first mist
falling as gentle
shower on my diminutive form~



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