I give away thee with all my worldly possessions for the sake of my childhood days.
Those simple days with a carefree gait strutting all along the river banks holds my life for the beat. The dense shadow of the peepal tree underneath which , I used to sit with you , my darling.
We spent some of the most precious moments gazing at the blue sky , the passing boat with its oars man singing the rustic bengali earth song. The cool breeze swayed past your hair , your hair with the curls fell upon your face. Yeah those days are so very precious to me as to you !!!!!
Today , life is busy but I am missing the indolence of those moments . The fragrance of the atmosphere stirs me. The puff of this dream like reality is ever perrinial and blissful to me.
Hey are you listening ?
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