Poet : jotsna jari
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The destination is far away
you have to walk
across the villages
The Baishakhi fair is further away
There are merry-go-round
rows of various shops
The anchoring goes on...
win the lottery of just ten rupees
yes... get big pots & buckets
No, not like a TV screen...
there is no celeb moderator/anchor
Yet people rush
listen to him
buy tickets
In the various deep sound of the fair
How many winners come
to the Lottery stage...
they leave with the prizes in hand
Those happy faces
walk along the soil-way
in the fresh air
As they move...
they sing few songs
their accumulated pain
is washed away
in that tune...
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©jotsnajari
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