While walking hither and thither Thinking that tonight, the world will set, While lying , wondering what to do now, A headache will come in an autorickshaw The dinner will be skipped But what stung will not be a comparatively harmless water snake That viper will sting during nightly dreams Again and again O my! I am dead!
Then ammini, lying nearby Will cry once, Assuming “Oh, oh, father is gone” While I look thinking that she cried in her sleep Lo! She will smile Thereupon, outside, A full moon will laugh with her
That smile is enough To lose sleep Then I will get up, Go out While I walk hither and thither Through the full moon’s laughter, On the Devil Tree in the yard, A Yakshi will cry and laugh
Then I will get tired Duly I will come inside and lie down to sleep The world I thought had set Will rise in the east Then what do I do? Was it me who died yesterday Or Someone else we thought of?