Precious was your name.
Silence would have been more apt.
Remember the note I wrote in 2002?
I am still waiting for your reply.

Before that note, was Manzi.
Her note was written in 2000.
The reply got stuck in my friend’s ball-gum plastered pocket.

Then came Comfort. 2002 again. And 2003.
The notes were replied.
Nothing committal though.
She should have changed her name to Politeness.

The craze hit in 2004.
Will I ever be forgiven?
They were many.
And dining hall gropings during meal-time.

Who would have thought?
Do people heal from notes-sicknesses?
I see them walking with husbands.
And want to tell all lies and truth in the name of memory.


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