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Thinking and thinking about her
I forget everything
Yet she has never called me by my name
Raising her eyes
She has never looked at my face
She is like the tune of a distant flute
Ever calling me far yet far
She has never talked to me
Yet through her ringing anklets
She seems to whisper her thoughts
I have never told her anything
Yet her bangles seem to have stolen
And echo what is in my mind
She is like the cool shade of a tree
How I wish I could take some rest there
Like a creeper she has not bound me fast
Yet my mind cannot move away from her.
Transcreation of the modern Bengali love song – Se to nam dhore konodino dakeni amay – recorded by the popular singer Manabendra Mukherji. It became a chartbuster as soon as it was released when I was a first year college student. The experience was intoxicating and became a part of my life.
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