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Rain toppling over my roof,
The familiar 'tup taap',
'Tup taap', speeded up in this kalbaishakhi,
amidst all this confusion,
this wind fusion,
you remind me of July,
and I am reminded of you,
of all what is reminiscent of you,
I remember your smile,
that explosive laugh,
The broadest grin,
those popping eyes,
out in awe of the world,
skimming through pages,
racing through sums and algorithms,
and snorting at once when disturbed,

Now what??
you disturbed us now,
disturbed our motion,
stirred our slept emotions,

Our pace was always decided by the time,
But now for a moment,
just a moment,
you decided our pace...........

You stopped us...
From moving....