" If I Lose Thee (The Sonnet)
If I lose thee,
All glory feels like gutter.
If I lose thee,
All joy seems to disappear.
If I lose thee,
All ambition is damnation.
If I lose thee,
All applause is condemnation.
If I lose thee,
All success is downfall.
If I lose thee,
All morning is nightfall.
To lose you is to die before death.
To be lost in you is to find oneself. "
― Abhijit Naskar , Woman Over World: The Novel