Portrait

A Anjandev Roy
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The efficient artist had missed the train, He had to wait a long time for the next train, So he sat on a cosy chair in the platform And began to draw the portrait of a woman on a paper with rapt attention. After a while he finished it, Surprisingly he found that the picture which he had depicted Was exactly like the beautiful woman who was wandering then nearby in the platform, Being very excited, the great artist ran towards her and said, "I have drawn you here, see it." The woman just smiled and slowly went away, She was mentally retarded, The eminent artist could not know it, He inscribed her smile in his artistic mind forever.

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