O Carpenter! Carpenter! Please Make The House Solid

[There's a beautiful framed photograph of a red rose bud Lying on grass, with dew drops across a fence at dusk! Was it meant for a beloved beyond man made borders.....? Who dropped it and why, and who was it meant for? My mind goes in spin about life and separation; And I sob and moan even more out of sheer desperation.]- Quoted from the poem 'Life and art', the book of Mamta Agarwal's poetry anthology, 'An Untold Story of a Pebble' I cannot grumble you what kind of lumber you have to use on my house. But make sure that would be solid for another generation? Main door should face the North As I want to watch the North Star in awful nights, One window to East I love to see the Sunrise as same as one to West for Sunset......................! Do not make the doorbell because my eternal friend gives false alarm always? And please fix a secret door at the back for an emergency exit to run away when E'death taps the front door with her cheesy fingers? to the poetess Mamta Agarwal with gratitude! nimal p.dunuhinga