Bought Just For Fourteen Annas.. Poem by Indira Renganathan

If antiquity can account even trivial things
Then my mind opens my first trunk box...

Puts in my first school-slate
Ink-pen, music notebook, comb, mirror
Teen-age style of a goggles, a thakli-spindle
Little-torn my first pink nylex saree
My college photos, this and that all one by one
Until my memoir-plane is almost emptied

But one for that little space left
That holds wholesome fragrance
Of Mysore Sandal, Rexona, Hamam, Pears
Margo, Medimix, Chandrika, Lux, Lifebuoy
Johnson's, Dove e.t.c
Over a run of forty five years..
A soap box.. bought just for fourteen annas
Richly fragrant is its royal antiquity
Like those branded soaps..
That also goes into that trunk box
As precious as heaven