I remembered she liked it very much,
The wrap-around she bought in Emporium
In the north-east, last time our family was
Together here in Shillong and Cherrapunji.
So, I went to the lively market
In Shillong crowded, mixing
Cars and people, going in
And coming out of Parking Lots.
While others were buying things
I waited and asked later
About what I wanted to buy
For my wife.
The same shop had those lungis
As they chose to call them: I chose
Three of them, of different colours
Of Khasi Hills.
Then I saw something, and found
It was lycenphaeng:
That is a razoi that is to cover
Oneself in bed, when cold.
Selected the blue colour to match
With existing colours in my bedroom
In Mumbai and bought it, of a small size
Not double since I knew it wont get in.
I won’t have space in bags:
I don’t like to carry too many pieces
Of baggage, the hallmark of Indians
Going abroad, once upon a time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem