Shiddat
(Urdu; Intensity)
The heat in a farmer's gaze
When he stares at the skies,
Two weeks before monsoon,
Every year.
Searching for a sign.
Reading between the lines and
Soft rumblings of her fat,
Curly-haired, grey skin uncles.
Rain is his most fickle lover.
And he's never learnt not to believe in her promises.
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