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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 262

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

Belur Math

I visit Belur Math often.

I can listen to my heart beat there-

I feel my utter existence.

One day my husband came and told,

'My brother's son will stay with us.

He is taking admission to Bikram College here'.

Why should I...why should I cook for him?

'Please try to understand me'.

The man is now staying in a mess, near his college.

I want to visit Belur Math again.

I feel I am in heaven-

I am selfless to attain God.