Sublime And Simple

The events that happen 
could I summarize 
as those of the day to day 
 ones, not anyway concerned 
with politics, theatrical,

those I encounter daily
commencing from the milk man’s call
the paper boy ringing the bicycle bell
the vegetable vendor walking 
through with  a basket on head.
calling out the names of the vegetables.

My maid  sweeps the front yard 
sprinkles water mixed with cow dung
draws a flowery design  with rice flour
a tradition  followed in every South Indian 
home,  I did this with love earlier,
discontinued due to weak knees.

Cooking  starts  vessels
and ladles confront each other,
 the zing sound while making dosa,
 is   imbibed  in the whistles of pressure cooker,
 an aroma loaded with flavours from main 
ingredients, tamarind, chilly, pepper, 
enriches the  dining area.

Bell  chimes from the Pooja 
when aarathi is performed .
he oil lamps glitter with 
a steady glow,  benzoin 
fumes create a divinity. 

 An amalgamation of simple 
with  sublime


By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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