There Was Something There, In That
From the Blog shahzebnajam There was something there, in that, he said. In that night on the roof with the meat glistening golden as it turned above the great fires. And how we tore into the soft meat and sat back from the carnage; satisfied, spent. There was something there, in that, he said. In that walk, too, through the dusty park to the dhaba and the warm cups of milky tea. And how we took the long way home. Afterwards, I started up the car and we drove back there again. There were no stars that night and the dhaba was closed. But in the alley between, a man quietly fried parathas by the light of a little flame. And though it wasn’t *that*, there was something there, in that, too. Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Barbeque, Dhaba, Karachi, Night, Pakistan, Poetry, Stars, Supakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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