NOVEL~*Hiding behind a Stranger*~Thread 8~ Chapter 13 - UPD 20th Aug - Page 68

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Thank you Shruti for your lovely words.🤗

Saraswathi Aunty.

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

Dear Lashy and other Baisas and Banjaras Hiding Behind A Stranger,

Good Night from a

"Romantic" senior Banjara.

Originally posted by: lashy

☺️

I'll read the poem again ...

Originally posted by: karkuzhali

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Originally posted by: karkuzhali

The story goes...

He was a man whom nobody knew about

But his Chachajaan loved him without any doubt

Providence helped her to see him close

When she had to go to tend his wounded horse

He marvelled at the nimbleness of her fingers

She at his softness within his harsh appearance that lingered

He felt the electric impulse trigger his heart

Though he stood firmly unyielding to feelings of this sort

She understood his appreciation sensing his actions all the while

And he in turn understood her by acknowledging her smiles

So clever is the author who avoids telling us directly

But through his thoughts she reveals it gently

About the bitter childhood he had undergone

Abused by his relatives in the days bygone

Thus we get to see the tip of the iceberg

Which hides the volume of his sadness that may be very big...

Karkuzhali.

Originally posted by: lashy

☺️

I'll read the poem again ...

Originally posted by: Sandhya.A

Saraswathi Aunty

It was a lovely HBAS picture book convo between baby and babloo.

Also an excellent poem summarising the story so far.

I had meant to get to them in detail. But never got around due to my flu.😕. Also there is so much left to read in AAA thread too. .

And now another splendid poem. Gotto pull up my socks.

Originally posted by: durgeshnandini

Lashy di is very correct, when she says, you've already flair for this...

Your flair to wind and twist the tale,

Your flair to wreath a song...

You make a zephyr out of a gale,

A feel that lasts for long!!

Lashy di composes poems out of her needs to amplify the beauty of her story, but you compose because... it amplifies you... so definitely you two romantics compliment each other 👏👏