What desire comes to your mind,
You yourself have no control over.
I had many uncanny thoughts.
Be India without summer.
Be England without winter.
I want freedom of sex
To have whom I love
Or at least the one mutually loved.
I want a long innings
Without being bowled or caught.
I want to retain lust till the end.
But all wants remain unfulfilled.
I shall be born again and again.
26.03.2001, Pmdi
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