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by Abhinav Kumar, May 18, 2020

Take me back to those times of antiquity,
where there was no rancor nor acrimony

where the life was so insouciant,
with neither to advertise nor to dramatize

where the meal was to consume not to promulgate,
and no ostentatious attire to equate

where label was not the reason to acquire,
with no manipulation to admire

where the affinity was with no grudge,
and superior people to judge

where there was no exceptional reason to be gracious,
with no expectational chat and prattle

Tags: Family Friendship Growing up Memories

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