Imagine a sapnon ka pomegranate

Shades of Samarqand

Or just an everyday naashpati

Only, they’re hard to get here

Which is why I fantasize. A little tart

A bit sweet. Firm, unblotched skin

We don’t like that even in our fruit

Maybe it isn’t the naashpati  in my thoughts

Perhaps it’s Delhi that I long for

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Lina Krishnan is a poet and abstract artist in Auroville.