However numerous the stories
that Tagore wrote in his lifetime,
there are far more stories
involving him in his lifetime.
...
While raising the finger
I could remember
Nobody chased me as yet
Even for more horrific and scandalous sins
...
You have no room of your own
For the solitude,You said
Wherein we could seat quietly for long.
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Even if I presume it a game
Then I have to win at the end
Believe me, such conjecture
Was never there in my mind.
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I have remained an isolated island
and I wish to remain so.
At times the doorbell rings,
...
Someone wants to trample
Someone to burn
Germinate self amidst the futile clay
...
As you know
I'm handicapped. Home quarantined.
An exiled soul these days.
Learned to live alone.
...
It turned naked
all of a sudden.
In small, very small sequences
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