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AFTER GOING HOME

Others do not believe
 but he knows, he will live. 


Lying on the hospital bed 
 he has a hope. 


He is semi-conscious. 
 He is eagerly waiting 
 for the time to walk home. Soon. But, the doctors say -

After a few days 
 he will be declared dead.
 His near and dear ones 


have braced themselves into the exercise 
 of feeling his absence.
 But, in his semi-conscious stage, he’s thinking -
 I will go home from this hospital 


and will live my life
 like a right man. 


He thinks - 
 I will rekindle all those relationships 
 that had broken during his past and will add sweetness to it and collect enough


insights of love. 
 I will care my old dog 
 and will bring another pup home.
 I will try to understand the 
 love that binds human and animals. He thinks


As soon as I reach home 
 I will remove the coat of dust settled on the covers of my books. 
 I will wipe its spines
 with a clean cloth and place them into the shelf. Especially; 


those books of stories, essays, poetries and memoirs 


so that they are readily available when I need them.

And I will buy selected books and add them to my collection. 
 And will place all the books close to my eyes. 


He thinks - 
 After I go home
 I will enjoy every evening. every morning.



And will touch the flower buds of the morning
 and young flowers of the evening. 


I will go to those mountains that carry 
 snow, frozen rivers, waterfalls 


and will meet those hills, mountain tops, valleys after going home. 


He thinks I will listen to all those songs and music weaved by pure hearts and melody
 but after going home.


A poem by Rajab Translated by Nabin Kumar Chhetri

* Rajab is an eminent Nepali poet.


A poem by rajab