Back to the school
The forsaken tiffin craves for
The last summer’s noodles
And cheese sandwiches.
Back to the office
The tote bag harbors a fossil
Last winter’s lip balm
Hairclip and bangles.
Back to the native home
The grandparents yearn for
The squirrels and sparrows
Under the banyan tree.
Back to the normal
World sings a song in unison
To get back the lost tune
Feel the touch sans fear.
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Amrita is a working woman as well as a mother to a toddler
She has a penchant for writing since she was a teenager
She squeezes in time between work and her kid
She joined the group as she loves to write and read
With a little encouragement and support
She wants to soar high in the privileged company of cohort
She has a penchant for writing since she was a teenager
She squeezes in time between work and her kid
She joined the group as she loves to write and read
With a little encouragement and support
She wants to soar high in the privileged company of cohort
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