Saturday 8 August 2015

A BAD INCIDENT

Once upon in summer holidays
To get some praise
Tried to clean a cupboard of the kin
And was surprised as i began.

Eftsoons i found
Cash memos and tickets all around
Long years back useless quite
Carried from bangalore to bombay
then to neemuch, why might ?

The question almost gave a revolting pride
But neglected by my side
Hence the papers were torn
And the cupboard cleared.

All enthusiasm lost when he
searched for those precious things ,
Which were behind my understandings.

Listening that "I want to keep my life in front of me"
Made me remember a page (torn by my bro.)
saved from childhood till today.

Thinking to the shameless sight
Guiltiness reached the height.

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