Translation Subhasish Bhaduri's Poetry Translated by Amrita Bera Companion Hey! If there is time, lets go on a trip to some mountain, somewhere.Meandering through the hilly roads, we will ascend there, where with slightest of imagination, anyone would be able to touch the clusters of clouds. And then, this spent, dejected, prudently skilled city will also seem to be a dunce. Just imagine, history of the rocky paths reverberating like footsteps, near your feet! The grandeur of expanse of the waistline of the pines! Such amorous passion, imagine. Howsoever, may be on a pretext, let's go once! Four quarters The first span of night Let me gradually defuse the Light of the stars Drape a piece of cloud Pull a curtain of heavy mist Over the doors and windows The room has become pliant Now go to sleep It's almost midnight Midnight Away from the crowd In your camp When the nightlights get lit Like a dejected sentinel I...
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