it is necessary to tell my story br life is when held in it br as moments flecks away br like waves devouring all earthly br do you ever mean condescending? br br all these by demeanor of benevolence br sun may commit no wrong diffusing br the light and warmth together br have you ever seen the top of universe? br br by the heath of Himalayas heart br snow may feel strength in divine br have we ever measure the angle br between curve of desire and craving? br br do we ever know angry decibels of thunder? br that may burn the earth as half backed bone br moon yet knows the curve of meaning blue br twilight when hanging in the shadow of love br br and I do remember the gleams of night br embracing the memoirs of time assailed br by the terraced valley of the sultry rune br heart chilled under pine of falling snowbr br Dr subhendu karbr br