Bought Just For Fourteen Annas..

If antiquity can account even trivial things
Then I open my first trunk box
Put in my first school-slate
Ink-pen, music notebook, comb, mirror
Teen-age style of a goggles, a thakli-spindle
Little-torn my first pink nylex saree
My college photos, this and that all one by one
Until my memoir-plane is almost emptied..
But except one..
That holds wholesome fragrance
Of Mysore Sandal, Rexona, Hamam, Pears
Margo, Medimix, Chandrika, Lux, Lifebuoy
Johnson's, Dove e.t.c
Over a run of fortyfive years..
A soap box.. bought just for fourteen annas
Richly fragrant is its loyal antiquity
Like those branded ones

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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