The birds on the top branches
of the slender trees that sway
drunkenly in the fresh breeze,
the pigeons circle in the blue expanse
the dusky clouds spread out fast, with a promise of
the delayed Mumbai-rain, this humid
afternoon,
the winged beings and nature in kinetic mode
out there, up, in happy flocks
being watched enviously by the
solitary man from behind the
grilled-windows
of a locked-down home
in a fearful city gone static
and quiet!
Excellent! The irony of it all ! The stark contrast between the free and happy birds and the man behind” the grilled windows,” is skilfully delineated.
Thanks Vijay Nair for stopping by and finding something worthwhile in this humble mise-en-scene piece.
“the winged beings and nature in kinetic mode”- This line is awesome! Wonderfully penned.