Remembrance

Today, on Appa’s davasam day
The heavens opened up early
I had a rain bath before dawn
A veritable Ganga-snanam

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Later, we read from his poems
Still later
Channa Masala for lunch
(He would have loved it)
With rotis
(He would have preferred pooris:
“Just give me a swollen chappati, I say
I can pretend it is a batura”)
And roshogollas for dessert
(“For those who have the taste”
He would have said)

On a day of remembrance
We invoke his presence in myriad ways
Not to grieve that he is no longer with us
But to celebrate that he once was