At Last Happiness

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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We spoke no words and tried Even did not see eye to eye She stared at my face I made no wild chase Of course we were living separate But it had nothing to relate It was her decision With absolutely no confusion I cared her with my sincere attitude I was afraid to giver her no prelude Yet she was not satisfied I was frank and never lied She knew too I was meant for her It was not her worry to bother I stood firm behind her action She had offered no reaction Today we have met on her insistence She was in stress and seemed tense I tried to spoke but kept mum She was little upset and maintained calm “So from where do we start”? You were very much part Shall we go back in our home? She smiled little and welcomed So we are back again In smiles sans pain No separation and no guilty mind At last happiness we could find

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