On the dusty roads of Shantiniketan Early one morning and Late one evening Meet those lovers separated long time back, in that authors book leaving reasons behind and uncovering those secrets They see each other now caring for no one The lady bird, flies all over the town spreading her wings wide In the cradles of winds Now can nobody claim to be her own, but just that one ..... The flavor still lingers And I woke up, Was it just a dream?