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The Story Of An Untold Paradise Kandarpur: Summers - Go Fish !

    The temperatures were rising, maybe a 100 to a 120 fahrenheit, the expression across the state of Odisha was that, "It's Hot !", while somewhere around 11.8 miles from Cuttack, things were looking otherwise for this one house out of 150 other houses. The reason wasn't good food, or great air conditioner, nor great entertainment gadgets, the reason was the experience of a lifetime.    For my Ajja ( Mom's father), what made him chirpier than usual were his kids and grand kids around his ranch during summer, the ranch, that he had built as a dream, thinking that some day in future, all his kids will stay there and would have enough room for additional innovations, if necessary. ( The things parents do for love..)   My Ajja was always an early riser since the days of his engineering education tenure, to when he joined the Indian Railways and served as a lead engineer for around 40-50 years of his entire career. (Respect to that level of dedication) To be honest, y


Had the wind been so quiet.
Had the sigh keen on being polite.
Had the night smelled the sleepless smoke..
Had the dawn painted a different stroke.
Never ..
did it felt like the clutches were loosening.
did it felt like the waves touch can go deafening.
But now till the end..
will those feet long for wet sand.
will those imprinted steps be followed to be found.
And never..
will those carved out promises be bound.
Cause never..
did they ever require a sanctuary of words.
did they free themselves to voice the voids.
That everytime plead..
But never did impede.
What’s wonderful indeed..
That nothing did exceed.
And nothing will ever repeat once more.


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