When you lay
in bed late at night
And that
funny feeling grips you from within
When the
tears flow without reason
And the
flood of memories begin
When ma’s
arms and mangsho’r jhol - bhaat
Seem like
the perfect cure
And being
alone in an alien world
Is more than
you can endure
Homesick...
So close to Christmas
but so far away from home…
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