translated from the original Bengali by
what tender age, how tender my heart was
when padma you bid me goodbye
today in my heart I know not you not you
it was I who forsook myself in the night.
for that crime, Nurul, you left me behind
and went to war on your own
for that crime today I sit and watch
your sole grief, sole death, triumph.
Published October, 2011
The original poem [Eka (একা)] appeared in the collection of poems under the title Adim lotagulmomoy(আদিম লতাগুল্মময়), in 1972. The poems in this collection were written during 1970-71.
Translated by Nandini Gupta
Illustrated by Ananya Das. Author of several books and an illustrator, Ananya Das is based in Pennsylvania.
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