***"Zara sarkoon ghyaa"
creates air space
out of nothing;
This anthem
sung by those, that
gracefully leap
on to someone's shoe,
balanced by one hand
clutching the window bar,
a face in your armpit,
an elbow at your waist,
your nose
smelling parachute oil
glistening on someone's hair;
Blooming at the bus door
they travel,
buying tickets ,
money and change
passing hands,
And as the lumbering bus
takes a sharp turn,
they perform,
as in life,
a sine curve
while
the uniformed one,
taps his punch, and says
####"Chhutta nahi hai kya ?".....
*** Marathi translation of "Just shift a bit, will you ?" or "Move it! will ya ?"
#### Hindi translation of "Dont you have any change ?"
