This collection of short to very short poems about the “wildlife” in and around my Bhopal house is a work in progress. I’m having fun with it. Hope you will, too!
LIVING WITH NATURE
Rats
While I was gone the rats had a feast
They tasted everything in my house, everything
but the food, hidden safely in my airtight pantry.
Some things obviously were tastier to them
than others: the grey rubber depressor of my toaster
bears the mark of a single tentative nibble while
the black plastic cover of the Borosil carafe lies
in crumbles on its glass bottom.
Clear plastic clearly was the favorite:
The dish detergent’s top gnawed clear off
Each one of my liquid measures can now be used as a sieve.
And soap! Cakes of Dove delicately decorated with a
fine ridge of rodent-wrought embellishment
The scouring sponge, on the other hand, abandoned after two bites.
The darlings also tried to mine the stuffing of the sofa
for nesting material it would seem, but didn’t get very far,
leaving just two modest cavities.
Mosquitoes
“Don’t worry about the mosquitoes that bite you at night,”
said my Delhi friend. “Worst thing that could happen is malaria.
But the morning mosquitoes are a different breed,
carriers of the dreaded dengue fever,
or dengu as they call it here.”
I take no risks, still I get bitten occasionally.
Spiders
Spiders big and small, the nightmare of my childhood
Here I’ve learned to co-exist peacefully with them
When I wake up with a red welt on my wrist
I hope it’s “just” a spider bite.
Crickets
Funny little creatures, black as night,
they slip in through every crack between door and jamb
and wander about the house as if they own it.
Taking care not to step on them,
I sweep them out gently when they get underfoot.
In return they treat me to serenades, morning and evening.
Wasps
Slender brown wasps are building their paper nest
in the kitchen’s extractor vent
I point them out to a relative, who shrugs
He calls them “bees”
No big deal, he seems to think, but I worry
about the vent becoming obstructed, about getting stung
while hanging out the wash to dry
Must do something, one of these days…
But what?
Frogs
A cute little tree frog came in through the bathroom window,
made its way down the stairs to the kitchen where
it cowered in the corner behind the refrigerator
I scooped it up and deposited it in the garden, where it belongs
Later I found a whole congregation of the orange creatures
sitting cozy in a forgotten bag of potting soil.
With silent apologies I had to dislodge them
to get some planting done.
Dogs
The pye dogs belong to no one and everyone
They keep the watchman company and in return
are suffered to sun their skinny bodies
in the middle of the road.
They’ve taught me to keep my kitchen waste indoors
– until the sweeper calls for it –
by tearing to pieces my garbage bag
in search of a bite to eat, spreading its contents
all over the tiny lawn.
Sometimes they howl at the moon in a choir
Sometimes they look at me with pleading eyes
My neighbor feeds them table scraps
I don’t, just yet.
Gecko
As I pull the curtain shut, one of its bronze stripes
comes to life and for a moment I fear I am
hallucinating. Thank God, it’s just a young gecko
joining the household as of today.
Kittens
Should I get a cat? Mehreen’s cat Buffy has four kittens
that she nurses on a shelf of the glass-front cabinet.
When visitors come she evacuates them one by one
(holding them, mewing, by the scruff of the neck)
to a quieter room at the back of the house.
Stink Bug
Disgusting as you are, I like you better alive than dead
I’ll try not to crush you, on purpose or by accident
Just hope you will not fall into the frying pan
and ruin my dinner.
Unknown Insects
Have we been introduced? I didn’t think so…
What makes you think you have the right
to barge into my house so brazenly?
Crickets Redux
Crickets big and small
in the shower, on the wall
in the kitchen sink and under the bed:
be quiet already and let me sleep
or better still, go play outside.
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