Why summer is sour


That place without a name
Green and dark, just by the busy highway
Where we zoomed past without a halt…

Baby mangoes loomed there in summer slumber,
You should have slowed down.
I wanted to steal them,
Eat them sprinkled with chilli and salt.

Yes, we can buy the fruit, I know.
But stolen raw mangoes have a taste of their own…

Sketch of mango tree by Gauri Gharpure
Poem and impromptu sketch by Gauri Gharpure

Gauri Gharpure is a talented writer, artist and budding poet who blogs at Life Rules. Gauri is a faithful reader of Sailu’s Kitchen and she’s kind to contribute a short poem and sketch on mangoes. Do visit her at Life Rules.

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