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Visitor
The place is nicknamed ‘Home’
But far from it,
It is an ‘Old Age Home’
Sacking persons,
Like setting suns,
Are politely admitted here as,
“soon going to be dead”!
Feeble voices, waning sights,
Yet wait for their loved ones,
With each sunrise and night.
The wait goes on ....
And finally a call comes,
“you have a visitor”
I laughed inwards,
How can they call,
Child of my womb, a visitor!
In waiting room, I came to know,
The vi sitor paid monthly dues,
And rushed to his workplace,
60 | Dr. Abhiruchi Makker Kalia
