It was quite unusual
Since he would never request
For he had no great love for me-
Yet I did not think it important
When he wanted to see me
Being bedridden.
I heard about his general complaints though-
Of neglect and lack of care from near ones
Of ill health and uncertain future
And the stress of ageing.
I'm sure,
He didn't know either-
Future is never an extrapolation
Of the present state.
I left the place
Without meeting him
Even though I had wanted it.
Next time would be
More appropriate to see him
I thought-
When he would have recovered.
Now I feel
He didn't know
Beyond his consciousness
His body was sending some signals
We all failed to decode.
Only after a few hours
Someone broke me the news
That he became silent for ever
Never to use any of the elements of the earth
That sustains life.
Now I realize-
Something was to leave soon
To be part of something else
There is a connection
Between where my imagination goes
And beyond
Above my ordinary comprehension.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem