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BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
The man on the street
I look at him
He looks at me
The eyes meet the eyes
But never the heart
l barely think about the man,
seemingly insignificant
and completely lost in his own world
which is so different
from that of ours
He seems to have discarded
the values of the larger society,
so dear to each and every one
and has his own likes and dislikes
that has nothing to do with
the whims and caprices of modern man
I am in a cell.
What I learned over the years
and the way I was groomed
prohibits me to treat the man as a man,
the values I inculcated
and Lovingly nurtured
come in the way
When I retire
from my ignoble strife
with very little life in me,
my tired eyes again meet his,
lively and fresh.
I laugh at him,
he laughs with me,
I do not know
whose laugh is true and genuine
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#love_shayari A LOOK AT LIFE-16
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
The man on the street
I look at him
He looks at me
The eyes meet the eyes
But never the heart
