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This poem was published in an e-magazine Word Splash in its issue of July 2012  http://www.wordsplash.in/the-ball/ It was also a Guest Post at   http://www.glad2bawoman.com/category/spouse/ball   Enchanted with the music charmed with the song I was in your arms in last week's Ball. The warmth of your voice and the soft breeze touched my neck and left me pleased. Aware I was not of the crowd near me Lost, I was in the dreams of thee. Vulnerable, I danced with you. Protected, by my faith in you. With your first touch I gave my heart to you. With the first move I bared my soul to you. The world seemed a myth and you seemed real. I lifted my eyes to see my worries disappear. Forgetting everything I was dancing in charm. Losing myself to your heart melting warmth. With ecstasy and love I danced and danced until you showed me the ring on my left hand. Alas, I woke up when the reality did unfold It dawned on me someone's mistress you did h

It was a busy day; busy roads, crowded buses, noisy markets and traffic jams.  As usual, I was returning home after delivering a two-hour long and mundane lecture about bonsais at my College. Since two years I have been teaching the same content to the students of the same College. Three seasons have passed since I first decided to change my workplace, to teach in a better school, or the University; but all my attempts of commuting the job have been futile. I was winnowed out from both the Colleges I had applied in the past few months.  The day after was a big day: after flunking in the first entrance test and after arduous striving, I finally qualified for an interview at the State University, and it was due the next day. The University was offering a handsome salary to lectors and I did not, at any cost, want to lose this opportunity. Consequently I had been preparing for the next day’s interview for the last few days. Even on my way home, I was reading a Botany