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Getting ready for holi...

Last night the rains came...unexpected upon the night, sheets of sound bouncing brightly upon windows and ledge; in a place like this, with so many rough sleepers a hard night and this morning on the way to visit some aspects of the motherhouse a continuous deluge where lakes and rivers formed and I got both soaked and lost...somewhere within this biblical hour I discovered a new phrase, a carnage of chickens...a collective noun which doesn't quite reach the nauseating sights; tied together and bereft of feathers, the lucky ones dead and some probably unsure whether they lived (lived being pretty inappropriate, existed maybe) others in wicker baskets overpopulated and squalid, wretching from the stench a wrong turning and lost...further into the rain...