Because I love you


I left this neo-cosmopolitan city of both old districts of open sewers, the sound of carpentry – nails driven into furniture – and the poor struggling to get by, squatting in cordoned off land reserved for 27 storied apartment complexes with clubhouses with saunas and squash courts and people smoking imported Pall Malls in the parking lots of super malls where they frequent their ‘favorite’ pub for a perfect status photograph.

I walked away from the dichotomy between a woman pushing her father in a wheelchair begging and nefarious, moneyed college students with political affiliations smashing the glass doors of five-star hotels and then getting the press to shut up.

I left because I met you.
I left because I love you.
I left this country because I deeply, devoutly care for you.

I remember what I once deemed a pipe-dream becoming an actuality when I saw you face to face for the first time when I got off the airplane and walked into the first world. You were smiling, holding that quirky sign. You always had this idiosyncratic, oddball sense of humor.

Years have passed, pain we’ve seen
Hope we’ve found, strength has been
A factor that still interprets us
No day is a chore, a hurtful fuss

Because I met, love and deeply, devoutly care for you.
Because I would religiously, rigidly, rightly sacrifice rending will for you.
Because you’re worth value irredeemable with a heart not innately insouciant

Unlike every other selfish sojourner trampling on living bodies to get to the heart of the temple – a stampede, a maddening rush.
Unlike every road rage filled maniac clipping bikes and smashing into the little cars with a vengeful truck.

I left because I met you.
I left because I love you.
I left my country because I deeply, devoutly care for you.

© Nitin Lalit Murali (2018)

You’ll find more of Nitin’s work at Fighting the dying light

7 Comments Add yours

  1. tara caribou says:

    god I love this. It’s wonderful and glorious.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Nitin says:

      Thank you so much Tara! You know your words always mean so much to me.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Beautifully said, love, turmoil, love, heartfelt sadness.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nitin says:

      I’m glad you caught the sadness in the piece. Your comment is wonderful. Thanks again!


  3. Leaving your home country, for the love of someone else, that takes a lot of courage, and it must be, an intense sort of connection you’d found in that certain someone, to make you leave all things you knew, and are familiar with behind.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Nitin says:

      That’s very true. Thank you for your comment.


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