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Legacy (carpet-bag)
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Legacy (carpet-bag) |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india 
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Legacy ============ The 3 years old. He waited for the bag. He waited with tense keenness, impatience, waited for the carpetbag to come home. The night was listening to the world news, television and dreamlike advertisements. A slow knock on the door would sound, used to be followed by a desperate run to open the entrance. The gateway to funs. And, expected Cadburys, toffees or sweet smell of nothingness. The childhood favorites. Insouciant. The ancient man of a now blurred face At times drew out surprise toy-cars, guns… The boy of 3 years would be running to grab the shapeless bag as if to carry it for his pop. His stumbles. The man used to smile. “One day it’ll be yours.” We would always be at a loss, perplexed on that dreaded day when the bag would out weigh this earth, universe… ============== clever talks delay friendship! |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I love this. |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
More magic from an Indian summer dream. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Ku... just wonderful!! love RDB Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Oh, dear Ku, this is heartwrenching and beautiful. A memory rendered so very vividly, I felt the final sadness deeply. Your magical pen shares life in all its manyfold hues. Love and hugs. Margherita  |
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