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Mahakaal

So many times I chanted the prayer from childhood to now that I forget what I pray for or want repeating mantras while walking at dusk or seeing images on the lingam that stir the flame Shiva harnesses deep within my numbed feet stop before growling dogs trained to ignore strangers whose lips don’t utter their names or who aren’t free in leash like them I fail to filter the chasing darkness from roadside temple to Sarna Enclave --R K Singh

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