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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