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Irony Of Love

By Gayatri


A Lesson from my childhood, taught me

The difference between a home and a house.

Today, I'm left with no home but the house that witnessed the magical energy of home.

The time to leave the house did also come around.

Tears ran in my eyes for leaving the house that felt like home a few years back, for leaving the

house that holds the scenarios memories of home.

A fear ran in my entire body,

The fear of losing the memories

The fear of losing “The Wall”, which witnessed our childhood

The fear of losing home again.

This time, not a real one.

This time, the hope.


By Gayatri

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