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I, Gatwick Airport

With a restless heart,  I wander from corner to corner,  I, Gatwick Airport,  Searching for the passengers of AI One Seven One  In every passing face.  That day, it took off  From Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel Airport,  A normal flight, "Ahmedabad to London,"  But it never arrived,  Nor ever will.  Something abnormal must have happened  That it didn't reach its destination.  Everyone shrugged their shoulders, saying,  'Everything was fine on our end.'  Then why did it meet its end?  There was ample hope in its wings,  To measure the sky of its own will.  Then why couldn't it continue,  A ten-hour flight for even ten minutes?  The sprouts of waiting withered,  Laughter died, Sorrow froze,  The laboratory of tears melted.  The blood in bodies turned black, An echo spread on cracked windows,  Doors threw out mangled corpses.  The rules of prayers were spurned.  Such a cru...
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Pradyumn, why are you Pradyumn?

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You could be the other one
Alas! still you are Pradyumn.
We all know that you're no more
But your silence is screaming so far.
You're wriggling every time to be free.
All universe was yours
Yet you fought alone.
Not only you were defeated by tyranny, 
It's a collapse of humanity.
When the brutal hands were getting close to you, 
Compassion got faint.
You were squeezed thoroughly,
Sentiments are feeling your suffocation.
Poor destiny took you away from us.
But you would still live 
in every words craved on hearts.
Your pain would be acidifying us
In centuries.
We would die every moment
For the sake of humanity,
Why couldn't we save you from rascal?
Your pious soul will question to us
'Was it my sin to be Pradyumn?'
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