Gabtali is not so a place of importance
That the world could recall it
At the very first hearing
But I had to and so did my father
You were a woman of words
For some reasons, you left your husband
Alone with your younger son
And never came back
When your parents, welwishers
And also the nieghbours provoced
To return to your hubby and children
You kissed but the death
Gran'ma, I knew you never
And so did my father, Gran'ma, but
Father and I know your grave
Gran, ma I had to remember GABTALI
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gabtali is not so a place of importance...... but a history that makes a parallel biography of the poet and his father....!