Counting nights,
without her.
Does she also have nights?
When this counting would end?
And would begin
another counting.
Her nights would end,
with the beginning of our nights.
That counting would be ours.
My days are not numbered,
but nights.
That counting would be for days,
not nights.
Darkness of nights,
and brightness of days,
would reverse in its reflection.
Counting of days for nights,
and counting of minutes for days,
would keep on be there,
till the last breath of life.
Till the theory of
‘Time’
is practiced.
(23rd March 1998 at 11:45am Exam duty in Room No NB(A))
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