A Query - Poem by Taslima Nasrin
When I die, leave my corpse there.
There where they vivisect dead bodies,
In the mortuary of the Medical College.
For I've vowed to donate my mortal frame there.
So leave me after death at Kolkata.
The city has willed to disown me in life,
Will she accept me after death?
[Translated by Sujal Bhattacharya]
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