something searching all the time
on the rail tracks, besides the roads
on the ruined temple stairs
...just searching all the time
human, inhuman, some use to laugh
on her, some feel sorry
summer, winter or rains
two eyes weeping persistantly
but no tear drops-- unvisible stream
seismic memories, people say her- mad
commenting is the easiest thing
i heard, she belonged to some
aristocrate family,son is in america or
in london, i dont know exactly
what is lost -- how to say
silently she searches on the earth
some times towards the sky
endless -- search
-- shantanu sanyal
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