At which edge thou shall put me on ?
Put up thou (as you like ) –
I do wander around at the border
That’s devoid of any road
As the wailing prevailed all through the border line
Can a country be an alternative for the native land ?
Can a heart be other hearts’ ?
Though it’s certain
Things could not be clarified
As they’re conveyed through gesture
Demarcating land
Dividing deaths
The land is vibrant
The tale of fake graciousness
Getting viral around the globe.
(Trans. by Dibyendu Prasad Bandyopadhyay)
