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I went near himAnd said to,Mr.Darhiyal,How are you?In response,Said he,I am fine,Fine.Again said he to me,How are you?

Cranes flying high and returningTo their nests,Crows in a harsh voiceTelling of the forthcoming disaster,The winds conspiring and howling,Shaking the trees violently,Sea waves swaying and surging,Ready to strike as landfalls,Clouds floating, gathering and massing,Ready to burst timelessly,Rains splatteringWith the big-big never-ending drops,Rivers to swirl and overflowAs unable to control and contain in excessive watersAnd the…

From Wordsworth to LawrenceTo Hughes and Larkin.India of the bullock-carts, horse-carriages,Asses of the washer-men going to the ghat,Cheetahs gone extinct, hunted down,Snake-charmers with the cobrasPlaying the wooden instrument,Hanumans going with their teams,Black-mouthed, white-haired,Small breed rhesus monkeysRed-mouthed and beautiful,How to describe, put to wordsAn exotic India of strange flora and fauna?

And have fallen in love withIn the libraryAnd suspending the research work, want I to be after herFor sometime more,As Ph.D. will be done later onFrom this university or that universityBut my love, the strange beloved of some strange meetingWill never,Where shall I search her,With the sketch photo of hers, where to advertise and post…

The beats,Beats of music,The singerHip-hopping,HoppingAnd performingWith the microphoneInto the hands,Hands,The music so high,The tone so high and lowWith the cadenceOf speech,Speech and rhythm,Falling pitch of sound,Oh, the rap,Rap songWith the rap music!

So the house isOtherwise the house willNot remain a house,But a lonely house.The house is as the housekeeperIs in the houseOtherwise a haunted house.Somebody is there to light the candle,Somebody is there to sweep the floorAnd as thus the house is.But when the members goAway one by one,Who to be called own?What my own, I…