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Fate
Mace of fate struck the ill-fated passengers
Boarded the railway train just an hour ago
Each cocooned in his dreamy thoughts
Interview at the M.N.C."I must perform well..
Maybe bag the job and move out of hell.."
I his hurry he'd forgotten to bid a proper farewell.
"Day after tomorrow I'll reach the Holy Place
I'll wash off my sins and be ready for heaven.."
The octogenarian smiled to himself..stuffed snuff up his nose
"I must pray for my sick grandchild....
I hope its not cancer..his parents are depressed and morose"
The pretty young thing lay silently on hr side..
Hoping to meet her would be hubby " I mustn't lose my pride
After all I'll be his better half-his would be bride.."
Rosy,silky dreams bubbled and wafted in her sleepy mind.
Mother and the six month old baby
Baby wailing-mother trying to pacify him..
None of them knew what lay ahead..
Both programmed to meet their fate.. grim
A thunderous roar followed by boming bangs..
The sleeper coach ripped apart-Fate had bared its fangs..
The end of the interview,the pilgrimage,the marriage,
What about the six month baby?Did he survive the carnage?
The Mace of Fate had struck wielded by some Terrorist
Is he Human?For him does God exist?
© Bishwanath Mukherjee
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