Serene Room
A Anjandev Roy
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In the silent night
The weary traveller fell asleep
In a tranquil room,
After a while a stranger knocked at the door of the serene room,
The traveller asked him with sleepy eyes,
'Who are you? '
The stranger gently replied,
'Don't worry,
I am your great companion all the time,
Sleep peacefully,
Wake up a tomorrow early in the morning
With a wonderful news of progress and prosperity of the mankind, '
Hearing this, the tired traveller fell deep deep asleep.
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