I went rather late. In midst of going or not going which has become a pattern. The sun became orange and soon hid behind city buildings. I was still in metro. I took two tuk tuks and still had to walk. The air changed to worst. The smell. Blood was seen spilled. The water filled pot holed roads. I bought four chocolates for the girl and one for the boy. I reached without straying to her place. She had just taken bath and was looking at herself when from the sides of her eye she saw me. And hid herself behind the door. She was humming a song. Combing her wet hair. Looking at herself. But as she hid herself from my gaze, she was smiling, she was shying. I asked about her health. If she is studying? of course not. I met her brother. I remembered him fondly. He was the most interactive little boy facing camera confidently last year when I was shooting. I gave both of them each two dairy milk chocolates. I asked her if the Americans had given her what she had asked for? First she said no, but then acknowledged it. I didn’t say nothing more. I was only happy to see her and I didn’t want nothing else. Hadn’t planned anything more.
But the body felt the dramatic change in the air. My lungs felt choked. It was poisonous dusty again, People, living like open cattle in a limited space feeling free. the demon land stood just before. Just as I have seen him, studied, but it is only now that I have taken a resolve. It is now. It starts now.
Looking forward for the twenty one days of winter.