Enroute From Bangalore By Priyanka Bhandarkar

Enroute From Bangalore

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Summary

     "Enroute From Bangalore" is a collection of nine poems that creatively explore life's observations. The straightforward language makes them accessible, with varying emotional impacts, while themes range from contemplation to interpretation, offering readers diverse reflections on the journey through India's vibrant city of Bangalore.

I SAW A BOREWELL

Part 2
A.The roads are crowded with vehicles.
and the people in jeopardy give a hand away.
like on the crossroads of destiny.
The wind is blowing on my face.
watching the pedestrians I was amazed.
toys,flowers and raw mangoes.watches.
sellers,middle class or whores?matches.

B.a packet of chips in my hand.the windows open.
laughing at these stars and making fun.
the sweat,the toil and tears.the garbage dump.
these interpersonal and a curious element,
awarding myself a medal for my observations.
Or was it  remorse??resentment??

C.The pride of the country are people.
In this Third World Nation.
Filled with intellectuals and rants.
The culture,the travelers and the fans.
The pain,the game and the name.
Or the helping hands??down the lane.

D.the Understood.perfection but take care.
The bicycles,the scooters,the cars and trucks down the rear.
And i count the number of buildings with much satisfaction
Just hotels,homes,shops and public toilets down the road.
And the Service road ends.Joining the Beginning.Crowd.
The bridge,the flyway and the intersection.Proud.

PART 1
1) Then again the sun provided an immediate disguise to the copper,aluminum and plastic utensils.
A brown glaze surrounded the hours of dusk and dawn.
The dew requires no colors.

2) The water was flushed. The people rather living it. The innocence of these waves which kept them guessing.
A probability aspect of cleaning,washing and squatting.

3) The Man,Woman and child stood the strength of time. Just parted the involuntary motion of those vulnerables. Their will power crossing limits.Full waiting.

4) They returned.From elsewhere.
Finger tips holding.one stand.two standing.
It was the truth.It was triumph.
It was cold.There was a smile.
Walk away or Walk on.

(The destination is not far away.only 403 km.)

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