I have remained an isolated island
and I wish to remain so
At times the doorbell rings
from some distant-world comes a telegram
So I move
mutely join thier merry celebrations
and gossip sessions
where masks roam around me
and converse with each other
I feel disconcerned and sad
sitting in the midst of the gathering
I yearn for my solitude
my lonely existence.....
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bwadeep
tr: kamalesh bandoadhyay
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