‘Creative delight: Rain in Calcutta’

This morning, at nine,
I walked the rain drenched paths
swanked by lush green grass,
over which varied tall trees
sheltered a multitude
of gallant flowers and plants.

The eastern sun, in gearing to display
it’s spleandour and might,
over the torrential rain and lightning
that dazzled the night -
it peeked at me rhythmically
through branches astride,
as a Chhau dancer showcasing his art -
decked in a brilliant Gold ensemble,
grabbing my awakening mind’s eye.

White birds with sure yellow feet,
hopped over puddle-drowned grass -
shoving their yellow beaks
into crevice and cracks,
of fallen tree trunks floating as rafts.

Yet around these sights and
sounds of chirping that abound,
morning walkers rushed past -
indifferent to nature’s practiced dance,
oblivious to a painting
with words or an easel and brush -
forming in my minds eye 
of it’s own accord.

It’s a new day,
that’s washed clean now
of yesterday’s dusty thought tracks -
awaiting my pristine mind 
to collate numerous vivid slides -
to form a kaleidoscope of creative delight.

— Shuvashree Chowdhury/ book Fragments

Photo courtesy, reputed Bangladeshi portrait photographer, Jannatul Mawa.

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