Why do you love turmeric? Is it because it colours better than the mehendi did on your palm? But you say, it reminds you of your blood, of bruises, now blackout abscesses. Have I been soapy to your turmeric blood, I ask. You go numb, begin pounding the cinnamons to be added in the sabji. You sprinkle the powder which look like the burned out embers in your 'heart'h, Your home grows cold. I ask you again, if I have been so. You say I left the taste of earthen lamps lit before Deepawali on your lips. My tears smile, I begin brewing my sky with it's grey clouds. They met after she had divorced. #yqbaba #lamemusing
