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It starts with just a shy glance
Then a face to face encounter.
Nearer home and not in stylish France
Bashful, stuttering conversation
Without him/her a crowded room seems empty
Then an unplanned brush and expression
Then a closer chance
Every smallest touch seems
like a fulfilment in a trance
A ring is not a sign of love plus might
A ceremony is far from the mind
A legal seal far from sight
No promises traded
But unspoken words
And space between them stunted
Saturated with feeling out of proportion
And dense from where nothing can escape or enter
Neither another nor a distortion
And then it turns into reason for wedding
Then everything becomes symbolical
Wad Savitri Kadwa Chauth Pongal Lodhi leading
And so on and so forth things come on
In the midst of all theses colourful rites Miss Iyer and Mr Bhalla
Forget they are really Radha Raman
Cricket
Bollywood
Tum Se Tum Tak
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