Nagarbandi

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NAGAR BANDI


GHAWRA I’ve named myself‘Ghawra’. Naming,this is certainly a habit I’ve borrowed from Ghumans. I speak everything with ‘Gh’. Ghmmm...not everything, some alphabets on which I might unconsciously want to emphasize. My fellow mates said, I used to be very angry. As an anger control rule here, I was beaten by a Ghuman badly, was senseless for a few days and later relocated in ‘Ghoela Road’.


Ghumans are ghreat! They can create, remember, forget cut down trees, make love, forget throw hot water, remember know how to tame, caress,kill,forget.




I only hate Ghouth Ghity Ghorporation. It has Ghrucks, monster Ghrucks. They take us to the landfill, where all the garbage is sent from the corners of the city. Rubbishes dumped deepest spots into the ground, corpses fall on top of one another, rot, decompose, plants rise, flowers bloom.


The Ghorporation works day and night to keep the promise given to the Ghitizen of a Ghlean, Ghomfortable Ghity without dogs.

A girl came to search for her dog in the Ghoela Road, she caressed my head with her hands, I feel angry again. I am not a rebel but I am against the Ghrucks. I am not a rebel I am against Ghorporation. I am against Ghitizens’ Ghomfort.


70 FEET

I only remember, it was drizzling Had a bad dream that day. I only remember the gravitational force. I was falling, falling from the sky. Felt like an hour or more....



Had a bad dream of a chicken Felt like my whole life. I am flying, falling from the sky. I remember an open drain, my uncle, doctor I heard my body was found, after removing 1-1.5 tons of trash with an excavator I saw the divers reach down about 70 ft Had a bad dream about a chicken who said‘the sky is falling down on your heads’ I remember my soul got stuck in the trash, mixed with leachate, and travelled from one pond to another, one river to other. In search of a sea for respite. A sea for my trapped soul to dream, dream for a sea of respite.



HALLUCINATION



A thief Don’t have a name No religion Confined in a filthy, ruthless time The days are shadowless, merciless At night, the fly-over bridges swallow the shadows. People saw him in the CCTV footage Vandalized a holy place Have no name, no money, no weapons. A dog showed him false columns to hide. A thief, once was jailed Heard Tarabibi, the heroine was in the same jail The thief jailed for stealing a picture called ‘Lake of Love’ Tarabibi for stealing ‘Secrecy’ The Thief was in love with Tarabibi. The thief, people are accusing him of inflicting communal violence The thief, who does not have a name, religion, face, money, weapon, have a picture of ‘Lake of Love’.


DO NOT TOUCH

ENJOY LAKE OF LOVE




STEEL TREES ‘ I am number 559 I observe, closely observe 90 days footage of observation Suspicious gathering Crime Movements Track missing Recognize Faces Detect sound Private spaces Read lips Soon can read minds, make clones, control intelligence, hack brains. In any time, I’ll be able to store years of data, deeds and misdeeds. Soon I’ll be a keepsake for Human, a basic need. One day all the the trees will be chopped off. Replaced by the robust, galvanized steel surveillance camera poles.


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