ISHA
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Now she is sitting in my front 
With her smiling face
Don't know when we will sit again
Under that Neem tree
To analyse the life's grief 
Alhough we were tired 
But we could get energized 
After embracing each other 
The way she embraces me
Just like I'm her little sister
Life is a path and
This universe is round
You are closed to my heart 
And we will never get apart 
We will meet again and again is the life's art.

~Mitanjali Padhan