remembering the day
scribbling the first letter
everything was ready
golden plate,filled with rice
lamp,was burning five cotton thread
entire room was filled with
pictures of Hindu god and goddess
i was ready on the lap of
my maternal uncle
he put my finger to the rice,
filled in the plate
there was calm,Devine atmosphere
suddenly that was broken
a loud piercing sound came
and i ran away
my mother and maternal uncle followed
to caught me
they failed.....
ultimately i was failed
still i am struggling to
scribble the first letter
whether should i succeed....?
i do not know.....!
remembering the day
scribbling the first letter
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