Calm place, unknown to geography,
Green field all around;
People careless and carefree;
Water flowing with cool breeze round.
As I see the village,
I feel like re-living my childhood,
Just running around the land,
Jumping wilding every time it rained.
Those hot summers,
sitting doing nothing.
Winter with corn and warm soup,
Picking up wild flowers in spring.
Everything was so simple ,
so full of life.
Days and years passed by,
without pace.
One day just realized ,
we grew up and away from the place.
I returned after so many years,
Still could feel the familiarity;
I need to come back again and again
How can I leave away from reality ?
As for people;
They call it village unknown;
Let them say what they feel,
For me it’s heavenly Chiraigaon.
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