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Nostalgic Self

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Nostalgia

Somethings remains,

Inked in your heart,

That has jolted you,

Somehow, somewhere-

It stays with you,

As a balm or a pain,

And becomes something,

Called nostalgia.

.

Your nostalgic self,

Rejoices and grieves,

Pines and screams,

May be for that lost love,

First kiss,

Or your native land.

A sweet pain,

Engulfs your being,

As an old picture, a similar place,

A known person or an used thing,

Makes you reconstruct ,

Those events again,

In your brain.

.

Nostalgia reminds you,

From time to time,

That those sweet nothings,

Those crushed dreams,

Those life changing decisions,

Or your silent screams

All has become a part,

Of your present self.

You have lived life,

For better or worse,

But you must come to terms,

With your evolved self.

 

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Written by Indrani Chowdhury

Indrani Chowdhury was born and raised in the north-east city of India, at Guwahati in Assam. She did her post graduation in English literature and had worked as a teacher for some years. Her friends describes her as a simple, hard working girl. She is settled at Bangalore after her marriage and is a mother of a one and a half years old.The world of books have always intrigued her and she has a knack for writing. Besides this, she likes travelling, cooking for her family and friends and meeting interesting people.

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