Sojourn

A Anjandev Roy
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In a summer afternoon While I was in a remote village road, I was caught in the violent storm, Being terribly afraid, I took shelter in a nearby old and dilapidated house. Surprisingly I felt the house was greeting me with great care and affection And it muttered in my ears too with deep emotion, "Can you recognize me? I am your old friend, You stayed here for a long time with your loving parents When you were a mere child, Will you stay with me for this night and listen to my sorrows and sufferings? I will be very relieved then." I stood in utter disbelief, Suddenly I saw the gale had stopped, Dark evening was about to fall, So I did not stop, Hurriedly I returned home, But I felt extremely sorry in my heart for the shabby house. Such thing happens in life, It may seem trivial, but its impact may be profound in life, Now very often I lament in my vacant mood if I could spend that night with my old companion And listen to his grievous heart with true love and attention.

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