The Fallen House

By Aju Mukhopadhyay

I was in my prime youth when I left the house
flooded by different hues in different rooms—
satin blue of the sky and pinkish love-rose blooms
bright yellow of the sun in the stairs
youth-wild green in the balcony;
‘twas a grandiose affair
when every wall, each nook and corner smiled
each space exuded a sense of revelry.

After long long years, moving round the reverse gear,
as I returned
few gray haired guys here and there appeared
out of the window holes
the doors opened on their own;
some creatures hurried past over my feet
flew out of the walls flocks of titmice
thick cobwebs held my progress;
there was hush, there were whispers
rising up from the fallen bricks
and dismal walls gray and dull:
“Unwanted guests, undesirable activities kept them busy.
The house was not maintained colourful and clean.
They could not welcome the king.”
There was a pause as the past I remembered—
“None lives here now”, the wind answered
blowing helter-skelter with smell of dust.

About the poet:
Aju MukhopadhyayAju Mukhopadhyay, Pondicherry, India, is an award winning bilingual poet, author of fiction and non-fiction works, editor and critic, with 30 titles to his credit. Many of his works have been anthologized, and translated into several languages. There have been eight books which include discussions on his poetry.

Aju is a member of many national literary and environmental institutions, and has been on the editorial boards of some literary journals. A member of the Research Board of Advisors of the American Biographical Institute, he has travelled across Asia, Europe, America and Africa.

Some of his works include Sri Aurobindo’s Ideal of Freedom and Human Unity (Essays), Sri Aurobindo: The Yogi of Divine Life (philosophy and biography), The World of Sri Aurobindo’s Creative Literature (literary), The Mother of all Beings (biography), The Witness Tree (poetry), In Celebration of Nature (poetry), The Paper Boat (poetry), Insect’s Nest and Other Poems (poetry), The Moments of Life (short stories), In Train (novel).



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