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A Lover's Quarrel
Updated: Sep 20, 2022
By Shibani Narang
Over breakfast one windy morning,
As my scarf did a jive,
You looked at it and quizzed-
"Is it the one we bought at the night market in Goa?"
I meticulously sliced my omelette,
Took my time as I chewed…
Nodded to the words you had spoken in days,
And made a mental note to put away the rhythmic perpetrator.
By Shibani Narang