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He, the beginningless God, Who had presided over every beginning He, who had risen from the mud-peelings Of the magnificent Mother Half-human, half-elephant Laughed at the annoying asymmetry Of the half-formed, demented world Walked through the primeval chaos Unhindered and Shiva-inspired. The Mother was maternally afraid for Him While Father Shiva danced destruction Ganapati bapa morya! The crowd yelled Clay-God painted in kitschy acrylic colors Rode the undulating waves of the Borivli crowds The Moon-God laughed at His bulging belly While brother Kartikeya circumambulated The Pune Brahmins chanted sonorous slokas And our national pride was duly restored Amidst cacophonous Hindi film music. – AJ Rao
Editor's Choice September 23, 2007
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