While
walking through a faceless crowd
Looking at the golden temple
And its golden reflections in the water,
Measuring its pride in one quick glimpse
The poor child,
Adding curiosity to his hunger,
Asked his mother
Do people here eat golden chapatis?
Looking at the golden temple
And its golden reflections in the water,
Measuring its pride in one quick glimpse
The poor child,
Adding curiosity to his hunger,
Asked his mother
Do people here eat golden chapatis?
That swarn mandir poem! Ah! Wonderful, poet. It was the very first poem of yours I had come across two years ago!
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