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Ragamuffin

written by: Rimli Bhattacharya

@rimli76

 

She had sad eyes
When I asked her – “Are you alone?”
She did not stir, she did not reply either.

She turned pale
When I asked her – “Where do you come from?”
She points at the abyss.

She could read my mind
That mind which wanted to ask her name
“Sorrow” she replied.

Ragamuffin.

The word echoed in my ears;
She looked for love in me
But I –
I could not replace her mother’s ethos
I could not refill the empty.

We walk towards the cemetery
There she points me her home;
Where her mother lay with her father
Buried under the tomb.

She sat on the earth
Holding sand in her tiny palm
She looked like a fledgling
The one who had fallen from the nest
Or shall I say she looked
Like that leaf blown from a tree
The tree that had no roots.

Rimli Bhattacharya

Rimli Bhattacharya

Rimli Bhattacharya is a First class gold medalist in Mechanical Engineering from National Institute of Technology, an MBA in supply chain management. Her essay on mental illness in the anthology “Book of Light”, a nonfiction genre, was published with Speaking Tiger Publications, which created a furor in literature world. She writes for Several magazines, Times of India, Engineering Journals, Blogs and is also a trained Indian Classical Dancer, genre Kathak and Odissi.
She is based out of Mumbai, India.
Rimli has been awarded a Star Blogger by team Bonobology for her essay “Running a solo Marathon”.
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