Film, Art & Design – Bharat Sarwaiya
16 Apr 98 | Sundance
New boats are arriving at this water tank [old, wooden and rusting].
Someone tosses a coin but…
it disappears cleverly inside this room.
He’s laughing with tears, servants, packets, joys of life.
This made everybody happy. So…
I need to leave now…
because other boats are arriving.
18 Dec 98 | A pearl; white sheet of paper with patches; runaway trains: An investigation
Look at this bleak mountain and taste its shadow falling over your hairy chest.
This is the white distemper wall,
you clean twice whenever your shadow stretch out as the sun sets.
This is the plastic bag sprinkler and your golden blue plants,
smelling of your girlfriend’s underarms.
And this is the place, where you stand,
where the world exists.
You are not what you seem.
You are not what you were.
Tell us every thing.
Tell every thing you know about.
Tell, finally, where were you last night.
2 Jan 99 | Fragments
Fragments [A] The road: my classroom’s toilet.
The war generals smile over your turning face.
Fragments [B]
Cat, swallowed the food [before leaving the cage open],
escaping from hungry stomach of this little boy.
A magnifying glass burned the skin of the sun…
… Leaving it… to decay in my mothers lap.