Moss
It was beyond my thought, how I discovered her, the moss lady, a statue not far from my stone garden.
Somebody told, it as the statue of ten thousand years, when intelligence and philosophy sprouted in the mind of philosopher's land of the new earth.
In my dream no one was their except the moss lady to disturb. I meet Arpita in her Office chamber. She was inside the grey world of files and had no time for a little smile. I compared her with the moss lady and again discovered her inside Arpita, who is disciplined in the eyes of the society. A good wife, excellent mother, loving daughter and a disciplined working woman, definitely the sole bearer of torch light in the developing civilisation.
-Arpita, pl look at me.
- yes
- let us smile and run after butterfly...
- are you mad?
- no
- then?
- I want to see the smile in your lips.
- Smile! We are now in our ripe age. What people around will feel?
I returned with the sighs. Moss already enveloped her to live a life.
It was beyond my thought, how I discovered her, the moss lady, a statue not far from my stone garden.
Somebody told, it as the statue of ten thousand years, when intelligence and philosophy sprouted in the mind of philosopher's land of the new earth.
In my dream no one was their except the moss lady to disturb. I meet Arpita in her Office chamber. She was inside the grey world of files and had no time for a little smile. I compared her with the moss lady and again discovered her inside Arpita, who is disciplined in the eyes of the society. A good wife, excellent mother, loving daughter and a disciplined working woman, definitely the sole bearer of torch light in the developing civilisation.
-Arpita, pl look at me.
- yes
- let us smile and run after butterfly...
- are you mad?
- no
- then?
- I want to see the smile in your lips.
- Smile! We are now in our ripe age. What people around will feel?
I returned with the sighs. Moss already enveloped her to live a life.
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