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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>November rain! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cast a glance at the heap of crumpled wet face tissues.<br>No, no I had not finally succumbed to swine flu.<br>At last, gave myself permission to have a good cry.<br>But when the sobs died and eyes were swollen and dry, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Suddenly there was an unseasonal November rain.<br>Nature made its presence felt through the windowpane.<br>Just as dead leaves fall in autumn from the tree.<br>I had let go off my past to make way for spring.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One came aboard the breeze to land at my cold feet.<br>I picked it up and pressed it in newspaper sheets.<br>It symbolised my past, which though buried still lived.<br>One day I’ll be able to look at it without twinge.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=451279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Why beat myself with a stick, have paid my dues.<br>The fog had lifted and the sky was clear blue.<br>Not to blame it on flawed human state or ask why.<br>Have embarked on a journey to find who am I…</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a></strong></div>