He does possess an anatomical heart,
but it shall never throb
Amidst embarrassing necessities
he shall always be weaving
a cobweb of relationships.
Occasionally,
we can hear him
and, also, see his actions.
The only thing that we cannot see
is his face.
In fact,
he was long dead
for goodness
and for humanity.
He is always in the look out
for excuses to hate
just as the village, for loving him.
Even when every minute that has passed
every word he has uttered
accost him;
Every path he crossed
and every step he put
follow him from a winking distance
Walking over concrete
he turns as hard-hearted as concrete;
And petrifies, after taking waters of civilization.
The man who took leave of the village once,
leaves it once for all.
.
(Dedicated to folks who lost love of their land)
.
Chintam Praveen
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