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Beginning in my trademark pessimistic style, and invoking my personal God of all emotion for the purpose:
Chhod aaye hum, woh galiyan
Jahan tere pairon ke kanval gira karte the
Hanse to do gaalon mein bhanwar pada karte the
Teri kamar ke bal se nadi muda karti thi
Hansi teri sun sun ke, fasal paka karti thi
Chhod aaye hum, woh galiyan
This place will get much happier soon. I promise!
1 comment:
A ha the broom has landed. In quite a nice space too. Here's to more of that old magic.
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