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the hundred year old stairs wakes up from its dreamless slumber to find the world has spun for an infinity too long it once roamed and ruled the household of Chathanathodi making way to the rooms upstairs that conspired a thousand whispered secrets simultaneously sprawling its termite-infested legs to make way downstairs that injected an aura of omnipotence its laddery body was now a little chipped and its creaky joints, a little shaky but it didn't matter as it was still conspicuous and strong like Hercules leading unsuspecting mortals upstairs and downstairs to its universe of Gods Shalini Nayar © 2001
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
Upstairs Downstairs (ode to my ancestral home in Kerala, India)
the hundred year old stairs wakes up from its dreamless slumber to find the world has spun for an infinity too long it once roamed and ruled the household of Chathanathodi making way to the rooms upstairs that conspired a thousand whispered secrets simultaneously sprawling its termite-infested legs to make way downstairs that injected an aura of omnipotence its laddery body was now a little chipped and its creaky joints, a little shaky but it didn't matter as it was still conspicuous and strong like Hercules leading unsuspecting mortals upstairs and downstairs to its universe of Gods Shalini Nayar © 2001
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Sep 23, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
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