I have remained an isolated island
and I wish to remain so.
At times the doorbell rings,
from some distant-world comes a telegram.
So I move
I mutely join their merry celebrations
And gossip sessions
Where masks roam around me
and converse with each other.
I feel disconcerned and sad
sitting in the midst of the gathering
I yearn for my solitude
my lonely existence…….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem