Why are your eyes red?
Were you caught in the rain?
Why are the veins in my hands blue?
They got burned.
You said you would write to me today,
Have you got it? Great! Many, many thanks.
What is this you give me? Just an empty envelope!
Where did the letter go?
It blew away you say?
All the words in my letter too
Washed away in the rain.
Today the water knows many a
trick.
Drenching the clothes on some
And ravaging the houses of others,
Knocking on their doors with
obscene eagerness.
Once we were made homeless by the
same water.
Pillows, mattress, bed, pots, pans
and plates
All grist to the open mouthed
shark.
We were floating on a putrid tide,
Brother to algae and the choking weed.
Did I anger you with this talk of water?
Let us not talk about water then
Let’s discuss life instead.
Ruma, any mention of 'Kathopokathon' always makes me go go weak on my knees, I think I have mentioned this to you, before too.
ReplyDeleteAre you planning to bring out a translated version ? I have been waiting for that, too long.
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