Newer Delhi
In the early hours of morning,
perhaps returning on a nightlong drive
from a visit you decide was futile,
you see above the undisturbed mists,
revealed like a coded vision ,
the artful tops of tall buildings
clustered like giant toadstools
on some science fiction planet .
They do say it`s a happening place ;
although just a bit beyond
at the edges where PWD yards halt
are the ancient scrub and woods ,still
home to jackals,scorpions,peacocks.
The housing and landscaping
is the latest ;
the schools with tinted glass,
international .
Imported yellow schoolbuses in hordes,
designed for still wider roads , turn
awkwardly around hedged layouts, lives.
Flags flutter
over industrial grade fencing ,
guarding childhoods
like risky investments .
I am glad
I won`t be around
to see the future .
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