He was mocked as
foible
by the villagers, but
he was polite.
He doesn't exist on
the citizens' list
He was a migrant from
the nation
on the other side of
the Ichamati River.
He lived in a shack
on the river shore,
His life revolved
around the mangroves
in the river delta,
He borrows a small boat
every day, to sail
through the mangroves,
In search of
valuables brought by the river currents,
He mostly returns
with only fish. One day he got a
book clung on to the
roots of mangrove, it was wet,
He dried it on the
roof, He was curious to know the
content, but he was
illiterate, He has never been to
a school before, Local
school children taught him to
read Bengali. It took
some more years to read the book.
It was about a
journey to the Siliguri, He was mesmerized
by the depiction of
that town, a few months later he started
his journey to
Siliguri to relive the book!
A poem based on word prompts from #vssmagic #vssnature #vss365
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