A puppet show
On a summer evening
A puppet show, corner of
A large compound emptied of cars/bikes
On that hour, for that special show,
Demonstrates the power of narrative
And of the painted faces, silken clothes, huge
How wood undergoes a change
And characters come alive!
How deft fingers and voices manipulate the medium and audience.
It reminds me of a happy childhood in a small town, decades ago.
Now, the puppet show is extinct like the Dodo
As there is no childhood or open space in a high-rise!
Sunil Sharma is a writer based in Mumbai, India. A college principal, he has published four books of poetry, two books of shorts and a novel in English, apart from co-editing six literary anthologies. He edits Episteme: http://www.episteme.net.in/