A Date With Priya

	Puny and filthy,said mom in retrospect.
	Roughly 20 years to this day
	I came in October on a cold night.Wet,
	Yelling, slippery as the roads outside,
	Altogether welcome, if later than expected.

	Can I, now that introduction is over,
	Have the pleasure of guiding you through
	All the intervening years? The magical blur
	Known as childhood that dreamily drew
	Rhapsody -Adolescent Princess- from its hat.
	And lo! came friends, and then Ambition
	Voila ! Here's the bookworm.But drat !
	Are these rotten eggs for these toy men?
	Really, what vinegar and sugar I drag in
	This mixed bag! Still may a golden swirl
	Have these curtains down,when must. Whim.
	In the ordinary life of an ordinary girl.