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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


A tap on my shoulder..
Memoir from a hidden folder.
Re imagining again..
The infinite bargain.
Still cannot resist..
A prolonged wish list.
How louder can I scream…
In this ground breaking dream.
Words burst like fire…
Hold on this might be a satire.
Should I touch and confirm?
What if it vanishes as soon as I do..
Scintillating with the early morning dew..
Getting colder tonight..
Any kind of light is misdirection..
Time refuses correction.
The section where moon is lit..
Is all but an empty silver slit.
Dew melts on my face..
Soaking all over the remaining space.
Lies glitter like stars..
Unleashed scars.
Troubled as my hands finally reach out to..
Only to find..
The windy breeze did redo..
A similar tap on my shoulder.


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