Dil Chahta Hai
The other night we watched Dil Chahta Hai, my favorite Bollywood movie from the early days of the millenium when I lived with Indian friends. I remembered all the music and the general plotline, the incredibly sappy song lyrics, the dance numbers that had been transformed into something akin to modern music videos, and the moral of the whole tale: you cannot be happy if you don’t find true love. Grippingly insightful, eh?
and then
Last night I put new bulbs in dirt and thought of the time
we repotted the Kalanchoe plant together but it still died.
Now I’m on the back porch shoveling earth
into a cold pot with a soup ladel. This time I’ll try
harder, with less urgency and more precision, with an offering
up of all my best intentions to the snow:
if it lives, let it live well;
if it doesn’t, let it go.