Monday, 7 November 2011



Sky shop is

Stuffed to the roof
With stars,
Gathering dust
Waiting to be sold

Buyers sit pretty
In their homes,
Have to push
Only a button
For whatever and
Whenever they wish

Promptly will pop out
From the screen
The sun, the moon and the stars,
Love and zest and
The pleasures of life

Life- caged in the room
Room- reduced in the screen
Screen glistening on the
Command of a button,

It is pitch dark outside,
Lurks somewhere
In the darkness
The merchant of stars

Written and translated from Hindi by Lalit Surjan