Two women of Santiniketan, a university which is more green than grey, and is as close to soil as the sky. They chatted, quietly. Here, in these virtual boxes, words make rippling dots before appearing.
The city seeps into my poems unnoticeably. I have written poems on Park Street, Gariahat, Southern Avenue and even Baguiati. So many poets I know now have grown up simultaneously in this same city like in different parts of the same house without knowing each other.
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