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Atisha Mohapatra

Abstract

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Atisha Mohapatra

Abstract

Fullstop

Fullstop

2 mins
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Once...

They asked...

Ever been in love?

No! 

Swallowing that 'yes' somewhere...

Ever felt dejected?

No! 


Remembering my pillow absorbing that ocean of tears..

Ever regretted?

Perplexed, numb and quiet I stood...

But it was a Yes 

To solace my heart...

And a no! 

To solace those strangers


Love?

Huh! It's weird

Opening the russet carved casket...

I unlatched that tarnished lock

My nose got choked...

By the filth of MEMORIES 

Was heart beating briskly? 

Fastest indeed!

That 11 notes rolled up

A blue ribbon holding them hard together...

I loosened it..

It again rolled back..


The instructions read:-

OPEN WITH A SMILE

The smile of sarcasm popped up

I went to the voyage which was lamenting back a mile..

Love you the most was all it read...

Hate you the most was all I ended up realizing..

Flipping those I kept them aside.. The yellow sapphire ring was still glistening 

The same day was all I recalled again 

That flaxen rays of the sun

Our smiles melting each other's hearts...

Oops! That so much to envisage

Indeed less to write down...


Then?

That crimson box of love

Unfolding those years of togetherness

Blowing out that sorrel dust..

I unpacked it..

Saw some favourites smiles together..

Some skies narrating our story..

Some small gifts...

Some red bleed petals

A continuing journey

And

Loads of love

Before my eyes could have tears..

Before the memories decay me again..

I latched that casket once again


Then? 

I explored some missing chunks of my puzzle..

The puzzle which held my identity

The puzzle which once defined me

The puzzle which people often love to cavort with

The puzzle was..

My life

My off-tracked life!

Someday all I wished was to even shut that coffer forever..

The sleeve of my veins was ripping off...

Heart was wrenching apart...

My poetry was falling short of words...

So here...

I go for a FULLSTOP.



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