Destiny is defiant!A suitcase can be arrogant:
non-living attitude
and uncaring, mute.
Its lock never opens on Mondays,
sometimes nervous Wednesdays even,
when pending bills need to breathe again
before or after cinematic weekends.
Its perfect rectangle stomach stands
disfigured by ages of office romance-
kisses on doors of local trains
or the edges of depreciable furniture!
So unsuitable for an air travel,
how does it qualify even?
Rude it is often!
Young girl's dupattas
get tucked in rough edges
of the almost antique body
and he gets all the bad murmurs
enough to cause him an error
in urgent documents:
how can he possibly forgive?
He wishes to dethrone that box-
bury it in waters
or break it on the rocks
but he wishes it not a second after
for there's a bond of service
between the two:
unsigned may be,
but one that relishes life!
It may not possess a smiling face
but there's an honour
in being framed as
Mr. Sharma's troubling suitcase!
(Second poem of ART AND POETRY SERIES - a nomination-poetry chain event on Facebook, nominated by Suparna Roy Choudhury.)
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