by Moinak Dutta
Rebecca is that kind of woman whom I have met not quite oft. Her soft pallor of skin gleamed in light. Her hands had swift, smart movements every time she would sit before me and talk. And her talks are different from other women I met. She never talked about groceries or soap operas shown on tv. Instead, she laid expansive forms of dreams, like finding a river dolphin somewhere and bringing it home and befriending it. Or riding an elephant through the tea gardens at Dooars all alone, without even the mahout.
With her warm smile bright
She would cast a spell upon
She was different
Moinak Dutta is a teacher, poet, fiction writer. Has two published fictions to his credit: “Online@offline” and “In search of Laradice.” Edited an anthology of poetry called “Whispering Poesis.” Many poems and stories written by him have found their way into dailies, magazines, journals, e-zines and anthologies. Loves to do photography and travel.
