Not in mood to write. Words seem to be absconded while Thoughts are not still. I may be absent for few days or weeks. Before I go, here’s my last bow.
silence of night knows to hide the incompleteness
the cricket that calling now making it meaningful
deep down muffled beat I can hear of mine
am alive; am breathing; am still a body
not a soul or not any abstract entity…
Kolkata…how was your day…