UNDER THE PARASOLE OF GREEN KADAMB

MY SEARCH FOR MY LOST CHILDHOOD UNDER THE PARASOL OF KADAMB

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To keep myself sinless and innocent
I took myself on the old path once again
My days were mighty long
But my heart yearned for the lost song

To search the divine insanity
The challenge to remain sane
I again took the forbidden road
Of my juvenescence once again

To search for my childhood
To find the magic of conch shell
To rest under the parasol of Kadamb
To find my only girlhood tie
I tread on this mysterious realm
Before the evening draws nigh