A tiny spot on the map
A little place called Churu
The hottest place in the country.
A little town on the coast
Down Under in Kerala
From the family of the Prince of Ernakulam.
The smell of tanneries
A general flatness next to the Ganga
A little but big town called Kanpur.
I come from all these places
But my heart belongs to the center of my country.
I come from Dilli
I come from no real religion
But a puja on every Diwali and Vishu
A set of new clothes and Vish-Kanni.
I come from a three bedroom apartment
From orange, blue and red walls
I come from a little black wagging tail not seen above the bed.
I come from a road full of Gujjar boys
Flashy cars and crass loud music
A momo stall and the smell of kathi rolls
I come from the Simpsons, FRIENDS, and SO You Think You Can Dance
The talk of Manchester United, Shin guards and mercurials,
And the sounds of someone screaming “Man On”
I come from 3 amazing people, 3 amazing friends
A tank on a terrace
The lights from a cellphone
This is where I come from.
And this is where I’ll be
For now and for the years to come.