The Cell at the Northern End by A. Thiagarajan



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Theme : Life
The Cell at the Northern End
by A. Thiagarajan

He thanked his stars and
asked to go into the future –
he mocked at his astrologer friend
who was doing all numbers
using his fingers and looking at ceiling nooks

He happily was seeing the future
and his progeny and their wealth
and a young boy who bore a semblance

Went to him to talk but did not
follow the language the kid spoke

Walking past the house
into the garden
he saw an exact copy of self
in a small cell at the
northern end
looking lost and mumbling to himself
none around him
except a dog at the door

He just could not get out
of the cell
he entered
and the dog
would not let him.

February 18, 2007

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