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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350642" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Joy greets you at doorstep, Sorrow awaits you in drawing room</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Half moon in the mid of cloudless sky<br>Chillness in air despite nearing summer<br>Things looked bright even with not-functional street lights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was enjoying a merry running to the street corner shop<br>To fetch betel leaf and nuts for my mother and aunt<br>Both resting at home after an eventful festive evening<br>And a grand reasonably early dinner</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was happy because at home there was peace<br>And all kids, including my cousins, having a great time<br>I felt lucky for having been chosen to perform<br>This service</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was proud as the women folk at home said<br>That I would get the best betel leaves<br>Tender and juicy, as I know how to pick up<br>These made me rush from home<br>And ended up in a joyful double up run</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything was fine<br>Some elderly was asking me, whom I did not answer<br>“Why running, my boy”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That was the mind set with which<br>I kept running<br>I had to stop suddenly because<br>A thinly built but taller than me boy<br>Also running opposite jumped in front of me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before I could understand and say something<br>The boy slapped on my left cheek<br>Did not say a thing<br>Moved towards my right and<br>Continued running</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It took sometime for me synthesize the happening<br>I stood there for seconds<br>Looked back to see the running hitter<br>As I am not knowing even now<br>The reason for his slapping</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it because I came on his way<br>I quietly walked; I dropped the idea of running, <br>Fearing another slap <br>Bought the leaves and nuts<br>With no words uttered and in a<br>Very thoughtful mood </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Returned home with no cheers<br>But a saw in my family the same joy, they had when I left</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who was that boy<br>Why did he slap me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy does not last long sorrow comes immediately after that<br>Was the lesson I learnt<br>And this lesson proved to be right<br>As the very next week my mother breathed her last</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bashyam+Narayanan">Bashyam Narayanan</a><div class=q>
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Chillness in air despite nearing summer
Things looked bright even with not-functional street lights

I was enjoying a merry running to the street corner shop
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