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| Jogen Chowdhury, 'Reclining Man in Agony'; Untitled (2001) |
I went out to
look for anger
And lo it was
before me.
Anger I sensed
in the
broken voice of
Dnyaneshwar
-the scruffy congenial
tramp,
dispossessed and
on the streets.
In the stoop of
the cripple
I divined anger
- shoulders hunched
in resignation –
as the government bus
refuses to stop
for him at Bambolim.
On the highway
there is death
-and anger
as a dog mourns
his mate
entrails ripped
by a speeding
vehicle at Verna.
Teenagers
amiably sublimate their anger
denied carefree
years of college life,
-the absence of
memories -
before they come
of age.
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| Jogen Chowdhury, 'Man and Woman' |
a man stabs a
young woman
repeatedly in
broad daylight in Delhi
and justifies it
saying he is her husband.
Anger is was
always there
for the silenced
voice of Gauri Lankesh
for the
smothering of the painter of Arpora.
Whether it is
for a migrant
lynched by a mob
in Dimapur
-Or across my
window
where a hideous
flyover
slowly throttles
the iconic
avenue of trees
on the way to
Mapusa.
(Porvorim, Goa
28th April 2021)
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