This is a dialogue copied from Facebook, my account.
Date : 8th.September, 2011
-------------------------------------------------• KOUSHIK MITRA :
"I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in the cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
I thought that everything else would just wait
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night
To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there shall be no safety in numbers
When the Right One walks out of the door
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While the ivy grows over the door
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go f**k myself
You know you just can't win.."
------------ -------------------- ----------------• Anirban Chaudhuri : (yours truely)
"Your words evoke Silence
IN me, And they shall
keep me silenced for a long time.
Maybe I shall seek refuge
In the hideous hide-outs
of my dark soul
To whom you just promised Silence..
No din,
no noise,
no Hardy lamenting
madding crowds,
And how green the valleys were once (were they really?)
TELL ME,
No Twain
staring down the barrel
In his one-man Russian roulettes,
No Jibonanda
Ruing Death-lessness
And the eternal Banalata
Walking long and slow years
Back to bygone Sravasti sunsets
The same sun
sets there today, yet
Sravasti watches sunsets no more
Because his tired knees gave in
Yes, his tired knees give in now..
Did they ?
TELL ME,
Sleep....Miles to go -
Somebody told us long before.
Tell me,
is it worth the effort,
worth the Miles,
worth the journey?
TELL ME..
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Dr.Anirban Chaudhuri,
Consultant Physician,
Mumbai, India.
Blog: ANIRBANSPEAK
http://anirbanspeak.blogspot.com
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"Whatever I did, I did it my way.."
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