Saturday, 19 December 2015

I don't know how it happened...
It happens every day...
Our quarrel.

Psychologist says, it happens ;
Because,
We love each other more and more.

In my lonely corner
When I cry and smile...
It is only because we quarrel each day.

Really how funny!
Time passes  with its smiling lips to make me crazy day by day,
for you , I swear...


copy right, Sarojini Pattayat,19/12/2015,ODISHA

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