The Rejected
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Indira Renganathan
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Wind's playing naughty
You bend to set your saree
Wind's playing
Too naughty
Your long plait
Jumping up and down
A jasmine
From there
Gets flipped off
A kiss on my cheek..!
You're moving away now
Fast..I show you
The jasmine
Fake..you sneeze..
In big haste
Go away
What does it mean..?
I ask the jasmine
In my hand
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