My Stranger

Its strange how we met
Like strangers
That misty Lucknow morning
And like strangers
We parted minutes later.

Still don’t know about you
But a heart fell in love
That cold December morning
And a relationship grew
With a wait they call forever.

I drink tonight celebrating
For another year goes
Since that old station morning
And I continue to love you
My nameless, smiling stranger.

© Arindam Dey

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