1842 (16/09/1984) D


SHUDHÁI NI NÁM, KE JENO BOLILO
TUMI ÁSITECHO MOR GHARE

SHUNE BUJHILÁM ETO DIN PARE
TUMI SHUNE BUJHILÁM ETA DIN PARE
TUMI BHÁVITECHO MOR TARE
TUMI ÁSITECHO MOR GHARE

VARŚE PAR VARAŚA GIYÁCHE
SHARAT SANDHYÁ KATA CALE GECHE
SHISHIRE BHEJÁ SHEFÁLII KENDECHE
KATA NÁM NÁ JÁNÁ VIITHI PARE
TUMI ÁSITECHO MOR GHARE

YUGA BHESE GECHE YUGÁNTARE
DHARE RÁKHIYÁCHI KI MANERI MUKURE
JHAŔ JHAINJHÁ UPEKŚÁ KARE
TOMÁR CHAVIT́I PRIITI BHARE
TUMI ÁSITECHO MOR GHARE

SHUDHÁINI NÁM, KE JENO BOLILO
TUMI ÁSITECHO MOR GHARE







Without enquiring about the name,
someone informed me
that You would be coming to my home.

On hearing this,
I understood that, after such a long time,
You had remembered me.

Years after years had passed.
Many a winter evening passed by.

The shefalii flowers, wet with dewdrops,
continued crying on many an unknown lane.

An era seemed to float away as eras.
I continued holding Your image with love in my mental mirror,
ignoring all storms.