Little Tease

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Almost long three decades Memory still invades in space I welcome what took place then It is happy wheel that spins on I was young and fresh cadet The army life was fully set The red cheeks were attraction Any girl will be tempted to ask for relation Yes, so lean and thin body But face shined and body trimmed Eyes reflected and saw always though I was desirous of something and that was true It used to be on yearly vacation I tried to build the relation She may come like wind and disappear I was never given a chance to come near Hand signs only worked Many times we used to sit together and joked She will not speak a word and keep silent Her body was present but mind really remained absent So sacred attempt yet no result The bond was developed and remained inbuilt After many years still that memory hunts I feel little tease and bear the burnt

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