Even in a crowd you suddenly become lonely
Or else put off the light
and loll on the bed left alone
And hear the cricket
although there is none
In Indian cities such as Calcutta
you will not hear any cricket
just as in France you donot find any snake
And still when you are lonely
you can hear a cricket
beating its wings
At first it might be mild
But pay attention to it
and your mind can rest on the sound
The sound becomes all in all
Although there is no cricket
the cricket is everywhere
And even you are in France
although there is no snake
you might feel a snake
going up your spine
And you are transported to a swoon
for some time
which might give you a tranquil feeling
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