Saturday, January 26, 2008

Nostalgia Comments

Rating: 5.0

I moved to Delhi in Nineteen Seventy Four
and lived on a ‘barsati ’ floor.
It was safe then to sleep on a summer’s night
on the terrace under the stars and moonlight.
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Mamta Agarwal
COMMENTS
Sameer Ahmed 19 December 2008

Nostalgia is always a great force behind good poetry. You have created a timelorn poem. Best Regards Sameer

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Ravinder Malhotra 23 August 2008

Yes agree with David. A brilliant poem bringing out all that has changed but remains at the back of our minds. I remember when the whole family used to sleep out in the open in the Cantonment Bungalow, white sheets sprinkled with water, and the sheer exhiliration on feeling the coolness of the bed on a hot summer night. I am nostalgic, Mamta.

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David Harris 25 April 2008

Mamta, this is brilliant, you have caught the mood so well of todays society. I remember years ago here in England when people used to keep the front door key on a string behind the letterbox. Unfortunately times have changed and those days are no more. Now you are never sure whether to go out after dark for fear of being harmed in someway. A brilliant and expressive poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David

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