The boy who sold flowers had bright
Some bunches were small and others
medium sized.
He sold them all for a moderate price;
Though some lovers for their sweethearts
paid an extra price!
But no one knew how the boy got his
Stolen from a graveyard during early
morning hours!
But the flowers remained indifferent
and remained as flowers,
Our Kashmir Valley was ‘a paradise’ once, -
full of flowers!
-Raj Nandy
10 Mar 09
New Delhi

Submitted: Monday, March 09, 2009

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  • Sandra Fowler (5/31/2009 8:57:00 PM)

    The flower seller is endearing. It does not matter where he got his flowers.
    A touching story.10/10

    Kind regards,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Mamta Agarwal (3/9/2009 11:31:00 PM)

    what an irony- you have captured beauty, pain, a boy's way of earning an honest wage. Raj, amazing lines
    flowers remained indifferent and remained as flowers... so meaningful, eternal truth
    OUR kASHMIR VALLEY WAS ONCE- FULL OF FLOWERS- an ultimate lamentation...what things have come to be...

    20/10 (Report) Reply

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