Nostalgia

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55-Words: Footprints

Like a long forgotten but much loved sweaterThe memory of him tumbled into her sight When she was taking one of her rare solitary walksShe paused outside his doorAnd stood for a long whileBefore walking away When she got home, hours later,there were footprints outside her doorMatching his shoes.

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My 14-year-old cousin thinks the Indian Idol, Abhijeet Sawant ‘has nice eyes’. She has his album carefully tucked away between her best clothes. And she thinks the contestants of Fame Gurukul are so lucky because one of them got to sing a duet with him. Ah….it is beginning! My kid…