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Murder | Subodh Sarkar

February 15, 2018

The boy used to say ‘You will be killed the moment you love someone else.’ The girl used to say ‘ I will kill you if you flirt with any other.’ The girl is in Canada now, and The boy is in Nepal, Rangoon Can you tell me why they haven’t Killed each other yet? … [Read more...]

Bribe | Subodh Sarkar

February 15, 2018

A suicide note under the ninth volume of Rabindra Rachanabali Written to his son. Then with a blade in his hand The Master had entered the bathroom. In the afternoon, the maid saw the line of blood From under the door and she screamed out. This is the first and last letter written to his son: ‘Arani I have a conviction that a son is as holy as water. my relation … [Read more...]

Tumi Robe Nirobe | Rabindranath Tagore – A Translation

March 10, 2017

You shall remain forever in my heart Even when you are silent Even if the dense full-moon midnight Seems even more quieter than you. You shall pour in glory and sweetest odour, Embellish the springs of my juvenile bloom Craft my life, a teardrop on leaves, My earthly universe with the silvery glow Of the quietest full-moon midnight. Your doleful eyes shall … [Read more...]

My All | Kakali Biswas Sengupta

December 8, 2015

For you I will leave behind my all - I had thought For you I will resolve such disarrayed Superfluous offerings - I had thought But this was not to be If greed for all made you haughty, You leave behind your old cranny…   Indian Review | Translator | Soma Roy (b.1959) translates from English to Bangla and vice versa and also from German. Some of her … [Read more...]

If There is Death, Certainly | Taslima Nasrin (Trans.)

June 7, 2015

If certainly there is death If it waits near, near a bush, like a hunter Behind the door, on the roof, in dark alleys, In the crossing where four roads meet, If it will certainly come Why not today! When I shall stand on the balcony in evening alone No one shall look for me No one shall call from the inner room No one shall come to touch my shoulder with his … [Read more...]

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