Part I
Strayed are the emanating rays of the sun
Glossed over is the chirping of the ‘mynas‘
Unheard are the voices of the leaves
Desolation is what squats inside me
O my dear home, why have you gone so far away
from me??
Insipid have become the fruits
While bland are the breads
The flowers also seems to have lost their fragrance
And the sky appears ghostly
Why have you left me, my dear home??
Walls have become the epitome of loneliness
While old memories are becoming a virtual reality
I know that you are very far away from me
But my heart still resides beside you
Why don’t you miss me, my dear home??
You have become the synonym of bereavement
Which keeps accentuating with each passing day
Imagining you feels like becoming a living dead
Whose only work is to breathe for survival
Don’t you miss me, my dear home??
Will ever a time come
Which will unite us once again
Lying on your lap
And experiencing the world like before
Full of rejoice and harmony
Just like the Shakespearean comedies
Are we going to get a ‘ happy’ ending,
Or it’s the tragedy that will prevail
Why don’t you tell me the truth, O dear home?
Part II
Migration has pierced my heart
While the never ending problems
Have made me melancholic
Unaware am I, of the awaiting future
Lying in nature’s lap
And enjoying the landscape
Is not what modern humans strive for
The technological advancements
And the desire to enter
A better ‘economic classs’
Seems to be their primary importance
I, who can’t fulfil these humanly desires
Have been left in desolation
Wondering about the solution
Which is not in my hands
O, my dear Sushant
Your home won’t leave you
Nor would you
But it is the circumstances that have done so
Which have been formed by your own people
Those who didn’t work honestly
Those who deprived you of your rights
Those who worked for self rather than the community
The institutions who claim to work for you
But they never did
But my dear son
There will a day
When the emanating rays will bring
A ray of hope
And all our mean desires
Will be accomplished.