Event Poem by Ananya Guha

The day passed off without event
events are happenings not on television
but events have suddenly dropped dead.
The day was unusually warm, sipping tea in a restaurant
I summarized the day, the brutal killing in Uttar Pradesh
is ghost lingering on day thoughts.
Events have manifesto.
They need to be signatured, signed like law
they need sanction.
Is there any more?
What he asked?
Killing, killing, killing.
Not deaths. Deaths are natural. Killings are not.

Meditate on killings and events.
Who murdered whom?
Who though who was a pariah, an outcaste?
Who wants reservations in employment?

Events are a mortuary, when there are no (events) .
They don't die so easily, but recur like the prophetic ghost.
Their wraiths cling to bodies and souls
in a country delirious (with events) .

The day passed off without event.
The day has not ended.