There was a time when we used to share mischievousness, ecstasy, sorrow and what not
Engulfed with millenium sorrows and infinite sedatives,
Sozzled by the solitariness of the solemn mass,
Penetrates a beam, a ray of effulgent hope.
Lost within the crepuscule, eyes blindfolded it has to find it’s own way,
I gave and keep on giving,