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An Evening at Puri

The sea of faith armed with the waves of maddening devotion overwhelms me

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A lady dances frantically lost in a strange trance while onlookers chant holy hymns to the beats of the cymbals

Hands raised in surrender hypnotized, blessed, walk towards the Big Eyes two gilded globes in a glimpse

and return with the memory of a lifetime kissing the walls and touching the steps on their way back

Outside, an emaciated woman probably a leper sleeps in isolation clinging to some dream which, perhaps, only the Big Eyes can see!

Debasish Mishra

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