Snow

Relentless,it snowed.Unperturbed.Choking sinuous brooks that babble sounds of silence.Snowed on rooftops which see overnight mist trickling down the tin shade in icy droplets of water.On the beggar whose milky eyes beguile his desires to pilfer the lustful folds of sedate sleep.On the one-legged harlot who pursues a liquid dream to chase her fears away.On the impassive weaver,who,unfazed by the vagaries of the world painstakingly weaves his finest masterpiece thread after thread.On the blind girl selling dew-drenched dahlias to the tramp who feeds them to the nefarious worms.On the listless boy crafting paper lanterns with his sister under the black wings of darkness.

                 On them and on the world they inhabit,the first snow settled.White.Serene.Pristine.Camouflaging the grit on every broken pane.Masking every bit of soot on the sweeper’s naked feet.Razing the legacy of lies the live each day.Sealing the abyss beneath their black surfaces and perpetrating faint smiles on famished faces.Crafting sculpture out of stark moonlight.Peddling fistfuls of sinful illusions..

                  

                  On this and more,it snowed overnight.Relentless.Unperturbed.
                  

                                                                       -Bidisha Das

                                                                   Presidency University

                                                                           UG-1