Malay Roy Choudhury's Nostalgic Reflection on Rabindranath and Childhood Memories 🎶

Arrey Rabindranath, remember? I danced with you? <br />raised half-folk ding-dong around my fingers on monochord <br />from crowded Free School Street to the clove market of Sadar St <br />while walking along you said I am coming from Silaidaha <br />on my way to Alumuddin Office. <br /> <br /> On your lips made of fire and water there was still <br />trace of Holy Song what heat what heat you threw away the <br />gabardine robe I found leeches on your pink person <br />there are lots of leeches in rainy Jorasanko <br /> <br /> At the whiff of mutton kebab from Selim's shop, What are <br />the muslims cooking, when you asked he replied, 'Don't you <br />know? Its bull meat! Why don't you give a try? ' <br /> <br /> In the tea stall bald-headed goat-bearded Vladimir Illich <br />golden hair Vera Ivanova Jasulich and like your silver beard <br />Axelrod and Martov whose cheek was quivering <br />you asked, Where are their torsoes? <br /> <br /> Since I was unable to stop my dance you wanted to <br />donate me your monochord as whoever got a chance has taken <br />away dances from your feet and now even during daytime <br /> <br />halogen lamps are on what joy what joy <br /> <br /> Your three-legged chair is lying on Sadar Street balcony <br />you had broken it while making tumultous love, it is written <br />in your Autobiography with year & date what love what love <br /> <br /> The horse of your carriage is singing like a cuckoo <br />grandpa Rabindranath and all those spawned from your <br />sperm are eating fried horse-grams from the floor <br /> <br /> What are these? I replied, 'crows'. What are those <br />called? I said, 'You better ask Selim, he raises gangland <br />money in this area.' What divinity what divinity. <br /> <br />[Translation of Bengali poem Ki Bishaya Ki Bishaya]<br /><br />Malay Roy Choudhury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-subject-what-subject/