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15th January, 2001 | 9:15 – 9:25

She sighed as he came in –
panting – perspiring –
fumbling.

With wildly pulsating hearts,
they groped, they clutched
at whatever they could;
she was moaning
by the time they were done.

The doors appeared to jerk down –
there was a wild, animalish movement.
A volley of shots – bang! bang!

Both let out a deep sigh of pain,
and looking into each others eyes,
slept.
Forever.

~

The poem, written while travelling in a train from Lucknow to Delhi, tells the story of a man who is trying to run away from goons, reaches home, and with his beloved tries to collect whatever they could so they could take the flight to safety – but is too late.

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