//you//

With sincerity
I can’t express my love for you


May Be I could never let you feel
How much I store my desire for you.
How much shrills my body stored for you.
How many beats my heart can drum seeing you.
How much silences can chaos the noisy world of yours.

Who am I?
Who are you to me?
My body reacts a pleasurable pain
My chemistry reacts to a painful pleasure

In your name
With your being
For it would take a decade to say
My love for you

//Beyond//

I do sit to write up
my future
with a few strokes on the white
and over leaf 
where you always descend upon
as a distorting image
questioning a faith
over mind 
over matter
over the year long exercise
over an image
I’m n’t able to draw as mine

you always 
crawl at my faithful essence.

then my clock tickles 
in your throbbing heart
sickening whatever 
as my tranquility


I don’t rely on my words
Which once promised me a pyramid?
I don’t rely on my pen or my fingers
Who always drag me towards you.
 

Are they all made to serve you?

The Third Wish

(Translated from Oriya story "Trutiya Ichha" by Abhash Kumar Boral)

A certain beautiful nymph was granted with a boon by an invisible source of power to fulfill any of her three wishes in her life span. And was also applied with a condition that her wishes could be fulfilled if she asked for them only looking at the sky. 

One day while drifting out the sea-beach, the nymph came across a blind. She felt as if the blind had been unhappy for years. Over a question to know the reason for his melancholy she came to know that the blind was sincerely searching a girl like her to make his life-partner and promised her to show the things, which were discovered at all. Pleased with this declaration, the nymph wished him a beautiful pair of eyes. 
The next day she, in the same place, encountered a dumb sitting all-alone in a pensive mood. When asked the reason for his sadness the girl came to know that the dumb was unsettled due to the absence of a mate in his life. Making some wild gesticulations, he clarified that if he got a beautiful spouse like her he would make her listen the most surprising sound of the world. Being happy with this assurance, the girl returned home and prayed for the activation of his speech organ. 
Time flew away like anything. The nymph was in search of these two anticipating any one of them to make her repository. And one day she met the first man(the blind) sitting in the same familiar place and asked him why he sat there. The man attested that he had been blind the previous days and had promised a girl who had once come to him to make his better half. The girl revealed her identity and claimed to be the girl whom he desired for. Interestingly the man cancelled the claim with a note of refusal asserting that she could never be the heroine of his imagination. The nymph returned with a heavy head and met the second man for the same. 
As usual she asked him the cause of his sadness. The man depicted the fact that he had come across a girl with a sweet-sounding voice and had assured her to make his life-partner .Now her absence made him sad. 
Interestingly enough, the man did not agree with the girl when she published her identity laying down the history happened some days back with a view to being the girl the man wanted. She was then put with a doubt questioning her credibility and was asked to refrain from comparing her with his would-be mate as they were drastically different. 
The nymph returned with an agonized anger; looking at the sky, opted for the fulfillment of the third but the last wish which was aimed at making the first man into blind and the second into dumb simultaneously. Suddenly she felt a strange spell over her body; she herself failed to see and to speak. The world around her became black and silent. 
Since then perhaps certain beautiful females react like the blind and the dumb. 

(Translated by Susanta Mahapatra from original Odia)