there she was.
"i didn't recognize you" me replying to her self-praising question of "see what i wear"
-After a small datum-
"so you're finally going?"
"yes", she replied euphorically
"have you installed the google translator? coz Marathi ain't your cup of tea" pulling her legs i asked
"yea", she laughed too
amidst tying 'rakhi' on me,
i impassively asked her, "when you gonna come?"
in an evincive way, "don't know", that jubilant reponded and left.
She, My Brethren
Sakshi Singh
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/03/2019
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