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May 2020
Huge n grand it was, under those beautiful heavenly open  skies

On the banks of river Tapi, in  Mughlisera, Surat it now dilapidated lies ;

Known better it is as "Angrj ni kothi"; the East India factory; were its old ties!!

A  compound huge, with a garden; estimate you just can't,  its price !!!

How I wish,  it was actually mine, loved I every bit of it; specially its location n size.

Always admire I would,  those marvellous Sunsets n watch enamored the magical  moon rise.

Listen I often did,  to beautiful lilting songs of yore; on a stereo of high quality n price

Enjoyed I the breeze cool, blowing over the river,  as  I ate food, specially my Mom's Biryani rice.

And  most  of all, I enjoyed the glow on my Mom's face, whenever with my visit, I her surprised!!!

Oh wonderful were those days I spent with my beloveds, no one can ever quote their price

Miss I its beauty  n grandeur,  lures me that balcony even today; hope like Phoenix it will again arise.

May this dream come true,  may that happiness from nowhere again arise.

Aedoon Baad

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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