Wednesday, November 5

Dust

So much dust everywhere. Dust on the salt containers, dust on the kitchen shelves, dust on the iron window-grills, dust on mud, mud on dust...

Especially when sunlight falls, shifting its shrewd eye from angle to angle, dust gets revealed.
Frankly I don't care. But I pretend to wipe dust when people are around. Because it justifies my lingering in the house the whole day, and it does not tire me. Every few minutes, I spring up, dust, then get some water, then when it becomes too boring, I enter the kitchen, look between the leaves of the paan plant and think thoughts...

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