(to late Prof. Sasthri of Bapatla Engineering College) "Professor of computer engineering or…" he introduces himself to a handful of humans, trying to shoo away a pair of bitches playfully snarling over a ragged slipper at the college gates. Those stately constructions of a so-called communal strength and an elemental glow in a granite attire are deceptive adornments of beauty some nostalgic wounds, mock him but are “only like a fragment in the scrap heap beside my bed unwanted as myself” he mocks. A flock of pigeons explode the hope of a reappointment into a great flutter nostalgically echoing in the department of civil engineering but deaf-eared to his gabbles about some blues of deprivation, while he asks for a rupee or two. Does that annoy? A pity! On the last visit to ours invited me home and Proclaimed: "There was a time dear boy I was revered for mobilizing funds. They owe a lot for my yeoman's service", suddenly rummaged through crumpled dailies, leaned on me saying, "You should be a sub-editor boy for Bharat-Bhoomi - My dream magazine. I will scandalize those notorious landlords (chaudaris). A curtain of twilight counts the autumn years of senility shading the halo of knowledge and the slippers bears his cross. "Great delegates will throng to my funeral with heavy hearts and news paper profiles on me will shame my students." Went on…. oblivious of the half-sipped tea of life. A post-waiting-for-Godot existentialist? An unlucky Pozo or Lucky? A manifestation of identity in an irredeemable exile? Suddenly clouds swarm and vanish taking away the elemental hope from him leaving only a storm in his half sipped teacup An embarrassed Mrs.Shastri avoids visitors. Occasionally a train hoots a presage of some death.
Sreekanth Kopuri is an Indian English poet from Machilipatnam – a colony – India. He was an alumni Writer in Residence, at Strange Days Books Greece. He recited his poetry and presented his research papers in many countries. His poems and research articles were widely published in journals like Heartland Review, Nebraska Writers Guild, Poetry Centre San Jose, Underground Writers Association, Word Fountain, A New Ulster, to mention a few. His book Poems of the Void was the finalist for the EYELANDS BOOKS AWARD. Kopuri is presently an independent research scholar in Contemporary Poetry, silence, and Holocaust poetry. He lives in his hometown Machilipatnam with his mother teaching and writing.