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Poem	Where is she … ?! That girl who stood on these ramparts years ago Statuesque … iconic …besieged by the world A deity … worshiped by the early glow of my dreams ! Where is she now ? That crazy-headed rebellious Truth With the restless, quivering eye lashes Who came to refute the sham of this world. Under these ramparts, My breath is still patched and mended By the soft breeze of her existence Which once did battle against eternal stony walls But I wonder where she rests now That crazy-headed rebellious Truth ? This is how young, unfolding lives With their tinkling laughter Are lost forever in a dark enduring slumber What manner of sleep is this Whose sea-waves slowly crumble and erode All islands of the heart ? What kind of dreams are these That swim within this sleep Floating back … returning again and again… forever in this deep slumber ? Dreams ... whose childhood glow never fades away !! (Translated by Talat Afroze from the original Urdu text of the poem: Moortee);
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