One day
I was caught in a downpour
As if a pool in the sky had capsized
People broke into a run
As if escaping with a stealthily stolen wallet
I began to walk calmly among them
Occasionally lifting a tormented face to sky
Like the hollow echo on the severed line when we parted
The cascading, tepid stream beat relentlessly
On my gently cooling cheeks
Amid the vital odour of earth lost to the city
and the question haunting me that day
With the wretched ness of litter discarded on the river bank,
My T-shirt stuck to me like an excuse learnt as a child
I realised that somehow I had come to know something more
The tremendous knowledge whirled within me
Fifteen minutes from home
No Umbrella and this was my last resort
But that time the rain bathed me in an
Incomparable sense of diliverance