I am the entry
the extension, the opening
the freedom to come and go
what I say of space
I say better
than others
my space is, in fact,
unlimited
I represent all
your possibilities
I maintain your dignity
equal to itself
at certain places
at others
I hear your quarrels
your differences
and witness your departures
all I can give
in your support
is space
If you want it
If you need it
as a starting point
If not go and find
some other place
I ask nothing
go explore
the hollows and solids
of volume
I'll still be here
Waiting.
Official Website and Blog for Shaleen Rakesh, an indie author based in Dehradun, India. Shaleen is a writer and recursive observer of the shifting Himalayan landscape, whose work interrogates the friction between geologic time and the fragile architecture of human memory. Deeply rooted in the ecological and psychological terrain of the Doon Valley, his prose functions as a diagnostic for the Anthropocene—charting the rain of ash that defines modern loss.
Friday, May 3, 2013
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