who knows,
does He feel gratified by the holy
fire of the yagya
as do some corrupt deities of
heaven
or by the dance of naked virgins
yoked to the plough
as do some landlords of this Earth.
but when it really rains,
they slip under the umbrella
or close the glasses of their cars
quickly.
or enjoy the rainbow tamasha
floating coloured paper-boatsin the streams.
the rain-god strikes his blessings on
me
with all his vengeful might,
with thunder-storm and lightning.
like an old camel fatigued with
unbearable burden,
my hut collapses.
my hut collapses.
and becoming a stream of soil
flows into Gordhan Mukhi's farm-pond.
flows into Gordhan Mukhi's farm-pond.
the pond that waters his fertile farms.
the Megh-god of rains has become mad
:
my Kaniyo has gone to graze village
cattle
at the banks of Jamuna.
my Bhani is washing her petticoat in
the Bhadarva stream,
draping in turn the sari she got as gift
draping in turn the sari she got as gift
from a high-caste corpse.
i
remember and take solace in the children story :
the
God made the pigeon pluck a peepal leaf
to rescue the
drowning ant.
i too had faith that they would come
as they had come to welcome the rain-god,
as they had come to welcome the rain-god,
as they had come,
with food packets and water bottles,
to save their caste brethren from
floods.
but they were praying the rain god
for more and more:
our charmkunds,the tanning-pits
overflowed
with their yajnakunds, the holy fire-pits
they hoarded the harvest to
their heart's content
in their rivers and lakes.
in their rivers and lakes.
some one filled his
water-parks
some one his 14th floor swimming
pool
some one filled his fishponds full
some one watered his paddy fields
someone sold filling Him in water-pouches
who knows
in whose field my part of God is
raining
who knows
who is harvesting my part of crops
who knows
whether the clouds had burst upon
the trees
that i had planted
or to water the fistful of grains
or to water the fistful of grains
i had scattered in the hope to
fight the famine
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