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In the Season of Winter
Prasenjit Maiti
You rushed down the frozen stairs
of yester-years while I tried to hold you back in vain,
taking stock of my mineral water bottles and  deciding
to go down to the northern springs for fresh tear wells
of sorrows. You had gone round the block to the store
for provisions, condiments and pickles, fish and pizza,
insanity and defeats. I just cannot take it anymore,
said I, while you sedately polished your glasses against
my designer stubble and
blue Indian skies.
Dr Prasenjit Maiti is a political
scientist by occupation and a writer by compulsion!
He has been printed in numerous periodicals and lives
in Calcutta, India
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