To the Gangetic Plains...With Love [3]
#........Bank of India Mirzapur 19 August, 1989 Saturday Lost Life A gait to adulthood; And there he was, A chap with wonders none has. Small was he, if his trunk to the roof Self was his motto and set himself aloof In the heart of his heart, loved a girl Who for him was a passionate whirl He in his immersed ego took no chance And she in utter fears too deadened that lance Took their tracks of own forever, And an oath to face the other never. Then, he in his mature manhood And she in her grand womanhood As destined, met the other on a day With emotions one would ever say Too late to behold the fact that she- a wife And a tear jerking flash of a lost life Lay there, he with a broken heart, Fixed to the world of final depart.... "Must be an instant one, Salima?", remarked Alamelu after laughing for a while. Salima, one of her close friends, nodded with a bit of distrust on Alamelu's inten...