The three mango trees in our backyard wait for their fruits’ arrival Waiting is widespread. The fruit market is taking a longing shape. The trees look forward to Dhenkanal’s magnificent winter. The markets rise; future quietly emerges in the skin’s shimmer. Waiting is widespread. I go around the gardens to see if I have a role to play in October, see if the fruits are losing themselves to erratic hands. Waiting is widespread. ***