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R Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her husband died of a car accident. It took place about three years ago. Now she is free of encumbrances. Hence I could talk to her as freely as I did fifty two years back in her village Where I met her, where we fell for each other. I managed to get her phone number. The last meeting of us was in her house With her spouse, some twenty years ago. She has married seven years after Our episode, in the year I married, Both being unaware of each other. I saw her there after thirty two years By when a lemon skinned beauty queen Has turned into a dry skinned wrinkles. I got her over phone and shared her grief. She was upset, implying her bond with him. She declined my offer of any meeting, However incidental it might be. ‘Let us forget ours as a child game With no renewal at this stage and age’ She said. Anxiety driven, she enquired About me and family and my life. Now she is seventy and weak as she told. She is as old as me who am still robust. It means we both were sweet seventeen When we loved each other that went to Being together with clothes stripped of In her bolted room with a resolution To elope, till we were caught red handed. How quick a woman vomits her ex lover! 24.06.2010

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