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Here’s a poignant verse by Sudeshna about a wondrous storyteller, for Different Truths.
Every day she would tell
A beautiful picture story
Woven with gossamer thread
Shimmering in golden glory
She would fire their imaginations
With impossible tales of valour
When recounted the gory details
The listeners would lose their pallor
Her avid listeners would transport
To unknown lands and uncharted course
Through tremendous twists and turns
With a catch in their throats
She seemed to carry light
Her treasure of fantastic tales
Of headless ghosts and cheerful ghouls
Lying luminous in red blood pools
A teller of tales par excellence
A raconteur of sheer brilliance
My grandmother is fabulous
Beautiful and glorious!
©Sudeshna Mukherjee
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