Featured Poem by Prabal Kumar Basu

We couldn’t say

We are not being able to tell Each other
What we want to Either you
or me

It ‘s important that we get to say those
As we might not see each other for many days to come

We will have to leave for our destined isolation soon And wait for the whistle to blow
Maybe all roads of communication would be closed You will stay very close to the mountains
And feel lonely on a deserted road You ll get wet quite often
While standing under a tree
Maybe someday the camp will be shut down Everything will become normal again
These words will then have no significance
We ‘ll feel, maybe we did the right thing by not saying anything

Yet those are the most important words We need to tell each other now.
But neither of us can.
Translated by Barnali Roy