By Subrata Mukherjee
In love with Golapi, Subratagolapi.
Where is your mind?
Has it gone there where it comes again not?
Either it has been perished in oblivion or has it been waiting to be!
Though not sure yet, your mind is seen in obscurity.
Seen everywhere, not knowing anything in and around.
Mind is yours but I know, its all seen, yet, hidden without a sound!
The New World (Natun Prithibi)