The heart drenched in old memoirs fluttered,
As i caught a glimpse of the 150 year old
Mansion through the eternal lens of Time.
Perplexed i stood as the giant
Bulldozer approached with a smirk
In its face ;
Gone were the days when animal-
Like laughter reverberated among the
Walls ;And gave a hope to these
Dreamy eyes of mine.
Then , beyond the fenced barrier was a
Truant,trying to evade the strict
Headmaster's roving sight and
Wondering how to assimilate the little joys amidst
The tiresome sessions of 'classroom feeding '
Suddenly the moistened eyes became a
Witness to the metamorphosis of our
Hallowed place of learning into a heap
Of debris ,
And i stood motionless like a nobody.
Lost was the value and the vision
That drove us to many a merriment ,
Though somewhere deep down it lives on in anonymity .
Scouring through the dingy lanes of that
Old town i found no vestige, that spoke
Of the glorious days of the past.
I submitted to Fate,engulfed by darkness all around
And it all appeared and seemed to fade
Into oblivion in a jiffy, biding goodbye ;
A sense of remorse filled my whole being
And the only words uttered failed to
Traverse beyond ' I wish .................. .'
Rupsha Mukherjee
English,UG-1 ,Presidency University .
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