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Comments about Uttiya Sarkar
Upon A Frame
The funeral procession went by:
'Hare Rama.Hare Krishna
Bolo Hari, Hari Bolo'
Raw paddy scattered on his way to the eternal pyre.
White are their clothes,
The near ones sobbing;
Finally -they burn him,
And he finishes with huge flames into ashes.
A feast to celebrate in the name of sacrament.
To forget or to remember?
After a few days everything is back.
You will find him in a corner in a frame.
After a few years with worn -out garlands on it! !