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For the Second Time

a poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

‘So you cheated your husband for him’?

‘No, he attended hotel girls on every weekend.
I warned thrice.
He paid no heed.
What else can I do?’

‘I see.
He cheated himself.’

‘I was cheated too.’

Love has no relation with charm and beauty.
Love has relation with faith and duty.