I know not when she will call
I know not when she will call (Reverse Nonet Double) So I kept my doors ajar with hope that she will return before grave call me finally to arms neighbours pour handful dust over my coffin last glass of wine sipped slowly complete rite last never lasts forever soul finds new form womb, foster mother, from dust to kingdom flows river of love, ---unhindered greatness, love of the Creator eternal love story of you and me rajkumar@kolkata 15-10-2013
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Rajkumar
Biography of Raj Kumar Mukherjee Born in a mediocre family with repute, I continued my study in Commerce.Professionally a Banker with M.COM, C.A.I.I.B., A.C.I.B.(London) & I.R.D.A.worked in various Senior Managerial capacities in a Nationalised...
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