I had once made a bookmark
Out of pink bougainvillea leaves
I wonder where it is now,
And if it still lives.
If it lies forgotten in books
Or if it still marks a page,
Whether the pink has faded to yellow
But if the memory still stays.
I wonder who has it now
Or rather, who hasn’t
I had made a bookmark once,
Out of pink bougainvillea leaves…
September 2, 2007
-Gauri Gharpure
