Don'T Say Anything

Do not speak aloud, Whisper!

Lighter, so you can hear the crickets

And wolves, among the sharp reeds.

Do not lie under guava tree near tube well

Or roam around it.

They say,

Whirling summer wind is nothing

But a djinn.

Is it not forbidden to climb old bargad?

Are you not aware of its deity?

You know of mango orchard

At the fringes of village.

But what of it’s ghosts?

An escape to city

From myths of orchards, tube well, and guava tree,

She came to city.

But came along the djinns and deities,

Came to offices, colleges, dark roads, cities

And everywhere else.