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  • Nandini Sengupta


That night has arrived, after a

prolonged and agonizing wait:

he would embrace her in his arms

while her bangles would make

a jingling dance into his maze-

a passage, never trodden before

the core only touched once

a haven etched with her name

for all the lives to ever come...

With dewy eyes, enmeshed in kohl

her tresses touching her anklets,

bridled with the aroma of jasmine

they accompany her in her wait-

in ardour and pure ecstasy

her eyes refused to close since

the day before, lest he arrives

at her abode premature...

Impassioned in the fire of

love for her beloved,

she dreams of his

approaching footsteps,

narrating their tales to

the village belles carrying

pots of water and hay...

The dusk arrives as the

sun merges with the ocean,

He comes and passes by her

while She falls asleep

at the steps of her doorway

for just a brief moment...

By Nandini Sengupta


{*Inspired by raag Jaya Jayanti. The raag narrates the story of Radha and Krishna. Radha waits for her beloved Krishna. She feels guilty for having closed her eyes at that very moment while he had arrived at her doorstep...}

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