3 Days
We talk only 3 days in a year,
Like a festival that comes once in a year.
That too during Durga Puja,
And the rest 362 or 363 days we barely know each other.
It seems that I not only wait for Durga Puja,
But also I wait for those 3 days just to see and talk with her.
It's a 3 days one sided love story,
Which has a sad ending like all stories.
But there is a difference in this story,
That is the hero is the villain of this story.
In those 3 days I try to be friends with her again,
Just because I don't want to remain as a stranger all over again.
As this is a 3 days love story,
We neither become friends nor enemy at the end of this story.
As I am stranger for her for the rest of the year,
So I have nothing to fear.
Closer we are,
But mentally and emotionally she is far away from here.
But still like a gentleman I wait for her,
And like a gentleman I still keep looking for her.
I guess we are not meant for each other,
Even our destiny is far different from one another.
I want this story to have a happy ending,
Because after 3 days the pain inside me is never ending.
Those 3 days are just like a festival,
Which gives me immense joy for a short interval.
Like Maa Durga after Dashami she is gone,
And after that I am left all alone.
So we talk only 3 days in a year,
Just like a festival that comes once in a year.
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