Time to Go Back
by Anushree Ajgaonkar
June 14, 2022
The smell of mangoes brings back a past;
One masked behind translucent glass
Black and yellow rickshaws, humid, dusty air
Flowers braided into thick black hair
Temples of ancient stone and gold,
Iridescent outfits, sweet mithai
My grandfather’s hands I long to hold
My motherland knows not of when I’ll return and
neither do I
Yet the sheer mention of her makes me want to cry