Islamabad Poem by Asad Zaidi

Islamabad

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It was pleasant the sun was mild
the breeze gentle a man on foot

could have carried on for miles
without trouble

All this was a misnomer though

When Shuklaji walking beside me
could take it no more
he said:

I think it’s high time now
we dropped a nuclear-bomb 
 on Islamabad.


(Islamabad)
Translated from the Hindi by Samartha Vashishtha

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