From Stories that Emerge

Fables are real compared to the reality that births them

Who can focus on life and probe its nature so patiently?

Life’s truancy becomes unbearable even to the misbehaved boy

How much muck can those hands gather?

Deface and defame the facade of life with vulgar graffiti

Unclean thoughts desecrate the mind at odd hours

Abuse finds its legitimacy in mainstream communication

A foolish mask that cannot hide the persistent apprehensions

When a child is forced to grow up hastily

To face the idiotic world where immaturity is the cynosure

~Amitav

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