Mirambika Crisis: Peeku’s mother pens another poem to inspire the Mirambikans to fight on

…its evening time
the sun has set, yet
the children are all in a line
with little diyas cupped in their hands
the flame brightening their faces divine
one step at a time
each step forward with focused mind
they progress towards a sunlit path
amidst soft chanting of hymns

Where to? where to ?….
they have only one place in their mind

“we are going back to Mirambika….
its been such a long long time.”

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