In Quest Of

26 tiny letters form the entire English Language. Tiny drops of water maketh an ocean. One fine Sunday morning, when I got up seeing the golden-yellow sun, tiny words bobbed up in my head. They were so hazy I couldn’t make it out except that they referred to a poem… a poem I had had in my Hindi textbook in Class 9! In vain did I try to recollect the words of the poem. All I knew was the poem was a poet’s tryst ‘In Search of God’. A long time passed but I still nurtured a tiny hope of finding that poem.

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