Memories are still fresh
I am thousands miles away from my village.
Where was I born?
The way is away having so many turns.
Still then, I know the way.
Memories are still with me.
Smell of relation ship still in my mind.
The roar made by my father to awake early in the morning,
still fresh in my mind.
Stretching of my cloths by my little sister
in early morning is providing joy to me.
Now time has gone.
We became adult now.
However, the memories of my childhood are fresh in my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem