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"What time should I set up that Zoom meeting with the client?" "Has the daughter revised for Tuesday's Physics test?" "What bills remain to be paid?”…
In my non-linear, fantastic dreams
I throb with the stuff of supernovas
I glow, burn, and burst
Throwing up light across the skies
Thrashing around in a dance so wild
I play with the dragons young and mild
Painting brash new patterns
Rewriting the course of stars
Crashing days and nights with pulsating lights.
And so on it goes
Until the east turns bright.
Wide awake
I carefully fold my dreams within the creases of my grandmother’s hand-me-down quilt
And roll up my sleeves to face the day
to make another batch of idlis, pulao and rotis,
to meet intimidating deadlines,
to pitch for more work,
and hustle on WhatsApp – to sync up with the offsprings’ schoolwork (of course!)
“Are there garbage bags in stock for the morrow?”
“What vegetables should I add to my shopping list?”
“What time should I set up that Zoom meeting with the client?”
“Has the daughter revised for Tuesday’s Physics test?”
“What bills remain to be paid?”
“Where did I (mis)place that file?”
Zip-zap-zoom
the mind goes vroom
until the torque cancels out the day’s quota for rota.
Clip clop pik pok
Rain splashes through the noise
Eager to unwind I undo my binds
and float without reserve into dreams
replete with dragons and supernovas.
Image source: Sindhu Priyadarshini Shankar
Sindhu is a writer and a mother of two. A self-confessed bibliophile and a movie buff, she finds relief and meaning in doodling, cooking, escaping to hill towns, and her friends. A big fan read more...
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