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Poetry at Sangam

SangamHouse

 










PARADISE MOVIE THEATRE by Suhit Kelkar

INT. PARADISE MOVIE THEATRE: EVENING

The lobby at interval, its soft white clouds
lined with caramel; a rain of popcorn.
Coins fleeing my pocket like mice when I pay.

Yet a full scoop gifted by the kind winged vendor.
Like the film so far, friend, he asks.
I was living it, I tell him,

out of this world, that colour palette
a cosy cocoon of surround sound
those actors and actresses – their bods

and special effects as I’ve not seen before.
Here are my healed wounds that left
hardly a scar. What will the second half

do to me? A tap on my shoulder. I swivel.
The long face, the sharp nose, twinkling eyes.
No wings on him; a scroll unrolls at his feet.

Sequels are being shot, says the scriptwriter, Dante.
Who knows, you might land a role in them.
After this film, follow the scroll all the way down.

I tell him, Been wishing for a life like a film.
Watching this one has convinced me
that what I long for lies beyond my life.

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← Suhit Kelkar