May I know You, Sir, Sir Salman Rushdie?
Sir Salman Rushdie, your diary of life
Dotted with the images and pictures
Of Clarissa Luard, Marianne Wiggins,
Elizabeth West and Padma Lakshmi,
May I flip and fleet by?
And lo, all the dramatic personae have gone away,
I mean the characters, stage artistes of the drama,
Of your own drama,
The curtain hangs on still
But the announcer announces it not,
Advertises it not,
Who is coming next to enact?
Your album, the album of life shows me
You and your pictures and photographs
In different poses and postures,
Snapped at and entered into,
Your life that of a glass house tale
And the glass pieces pricking my hands
While collecting them.
Excluding those clips, the plastic reels of the film
Cannot show in full,
As I can see the impact and times of those
In your memoirs and writings
And they too have contributed to
Your stature
Of being the writer of Joseph Anton and others.
