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Apr 2016
She broke into tears
It's a long break in fact
Although a few months
Still even more than ages.
As history repeats
And span never matters.
The greatest tragedy of mankind
I realize again
A woman has no country of her own.
I believe it sounds interesting
So a glance to the fact.
A bit of story-telling
Lot of truth......
Let's go.....
She's just nineteen
I (MAY OR MAY NOT WE) fall in love.
Am wandering if not I'm dreaming
No,it's true.
The days are passing like fairy
None the less but.
Certainly a heavy shower with a blow of wind
And,nothing is as before.
I lost her
I felt as a black cat in a dark room.
The days are the best
The moments we spent were timeless.
And,the second stage enters
Another guy with,
Again she's in lust(or love)
Am not pretty much sure.
But yes she's happy with.
This time much more than the last
Am not wild as such this guy is
And,she's loving him.
She sunk & sunk and sunk so deep
The unexpected happened.
Although,she's not aware at that beginning
The days are passing as usual.
But,just hundred and twenty days(4 months)
She realized she's also resembling Mother Nature.
And,the very moment is there
My voice is trembling while listening.
She's just 19,the guy is 28
A doctor by profession
How can his wisdom permit him.
Did he really forgot the oath
He must taken while entering the profession
Or it's something beyond professionalism
It's all about the dictatorship history.
Whatever it may be
I really can't define actually.
All I do suggest her is change your state
Towards a better land.
And,she also determined.
Far from the native place
She's journeying towards a land of unknown.
All I wish her is Good Luck
Adieu mah love...!!!-18.04.2015
Gourab Banerjee
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Gourab Banerjee  New Delhi
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