Sumita Datta

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Wrong No. - Poem by Sumita Datta

Couple of months back, the phone rang one evening
I picked up the phone and he stared singing....

I asked, hey wait.... who are you?
He said, don’t worry, tell me 'am I bothering you? '

I was surprised, the way he was talking to me
As if, for years he is known to me....

It was actually a wrong no. dialed by Rohan that day...
But we talk to each other for hours over phone today…

Many times, he wanted to meet me...
But somehow, I refused saying, I am not free...

I know he loves me, and we are getting closer day by day,
But I feel scared to meet, as I don't know how to say?

He calls me almost everyday, he never minds if I do not call him,
But he minds a lot, the moment I say, I don't have time to meet him....

Yesterday, he asked me, 'How Rohan looks? ' have this question ever come to my mind?
I kept quite as I didn't know how to say 'No, because I can’t see, I am blind'....

Comments about Wrong No. by Sumita Datta

  • Cyclopseven R (5/1/2007 11:16:00 AM)

    At times we are lost between mind and heart, thoughts and emotions. Though scientists dont believe that heart rules the emotion, I believe anahata does really exist. And in your case a 'meet' must take place before someone's bill start to ring in high tone. Good piece. (Report)Reply

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  • Rajaram Ramachandran (4/28/2007 8:48:00 AM)

    What a great suspense! The scenes run as in a cinema. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, October 7, 2011

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