CONVERSATIONS IN A CAR X
Ashok Niyogi
What was the need in the holding of the hands?
What was the need in the hunger of the words?
If we traversed deserts and oceans
And at the end of it all
We found nothing at all
What was the need of the lowering of the eyes?
What was the need of those desperate cries?
When did it go to this extent?
Where did it go, the smoke of the chimneys?
Where did it go, the snow in front of the window?
Where did it go, the twelfth floor?
