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I was a man of few words

          Didn't really tell the couple,

     Yeah, my lunchbox and a thermos
            How I loved them. It has

          Been bittersweet all along.

          Still at lunchtime, when the
             East, West, North, South

           Get together, roti, dhokla,

            Khandvo, sukto all come

           Together, saffron threads
            Of love around the green

            Cardamom, I just see a

           Diversity that has lived on

            To permeate through so
            Many lunchboxes in this

           Country. And a panorama

            Of memories is what the
           Lunchbox leaves me with.





       LEMONADE BY SOHA BRAHMA :XA
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