By Rajnish Mishra
My mobile’s memory stores details, but it’s old.
It’s not smart, my mobile, and old.
I don’t delete some numbers.
They’re dead, I’ve been told.
Not the numbers.
I thought to call,
once at least,
at least one of them,
then I did not call.
What if I made that call
Tomorrow?
Tonight?
now?
Is it too late now?
Sometimes I think I should give it a go.
What’s the harm?
Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India and now in exile from his city. His work originates at the point of intersection between his psyche and his city. He edits PPP Ezine.
