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I Remember,when I was small,
A small girl entered in my room
From the window in the wall.
I saw her face.
It was smiling with grace.
I wondered who she was,
This was a neighbour
And a mate of my class.
She loved me and me too at heart,
The day of this incidence
I treated her my sweet-heart.
After the heat of summers
Cool breeze started to blow
To see her in my lap
Every thing was going slow.
The sky overcasted with clouds,
And the gentle rain came pouring down
I was happy, feeling proud.
Calm and quiet, Sweating left and right.
Feeling of heaven everything was sighted,
The little hemlet was delighted.
With the Spirits running high,
It took a sweet journey
After a long summer sigh.
This was started every then & now.
Can't explain it, when and How.
But the day of surprise was not away
Saw her in lap of another chap
The same way.
I regret it than alone in the dark,
On how to reconcile and how did embark.
I complained myself
the way to misunderstand
My legs were trembling and resisted to stand.
This misunderstanding made me weary
I pondered for hours with eyes in teary.
I was in thought of my flaming fate,
But was decided in my heart
to keep as hate.
And closed and sewed
All it's Gates.

~~~~*Harash Mahajan*~~~~