Malay Roy Choudhury

(29 October 1939- / Patna, Bihar / India)

Dilemma - Poem by Malay Roy Choudhury

While returning I'm hemmed in. By six or seven. All
Have weapons. I knew it when I came
Something bad was going to happen. But framed

My mind that first attack would not be from my call.
A mugger holds the shirt-collar and blurts: Want a dame?
Why here? Mama and not in chawl?

I keep my cool, teeth on teeth. Right then a blow on chin
Feel the hot blood lather.
A jerk and I sit down. In my socks I spin.
A stainless knife beams in halogen shadow
Rama inscribed on one side and Kali on other.

The crowd disperses. Power in the name of gods
Not known to all. Why are men jinn
Why don't they love the lver? The six or seven encircling me
Withdraw mysteriously.

[Translation of ‘Dotana'1986; by the poet]

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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