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Prof Sonjoy’s in his fourth and concluding part continues with his legacy of Bengal’s folk music. An exclusive for Different Truths.

You are
No more the you
That I knew

Your snaking plaits do not sway today
To the wind’s flute in its wayward way

No lightning streaks across your eyes,
To the roll of the thunder, its fall and rise.

No more do you smile, your sweet soft smile
Lost in your memories and your dreams for a while.

You are
No more the you
That I knew

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3 Comments
  1. Sudip Das 4 years ago
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    It’s beautiful.. short, simple yet evocative of lost spring..

  2. Shubhi Tiwari 4 years ago
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    Love the way the rhythm is so close to the original song…!

  3. Sakshi Arora 4 years ago
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    What a cadence! Beautiful.💖

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