in short
Kolkata (the other page in the series with Banga entries: Amaar Harano Diner Thikana)
Entry 1
A Midnight Call
Somebody calls remembering to keep
A promise made
A midnight call
Douses the tired brain-cells
With rest and peace.
You nestle
In the dark, cosy, probably secret corner
Of another mind
Comfortable – as in a borrowed blanket, in a strange cold place!
You curl up
And with deliberate abandon
Allow yourself
To slide down the abyss
Of sweet succouring slumber –
Too tired to reason
Simply relieved
At the end of a long wait.
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Entry 2
After Midnight
When the call comes through?
When the call comes through
you are too comforted
Even to feel happy
You let your mind hover -
On the edge
Of feeling and understanding and reason
While the body Is at rest.

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