Odia - English Translator: Bankim Mund
I was in sheer oblivion
As to
I have to die
At an auspicious hour,
For stuck I was
In the tangles
Of household life
Of ephemeral affairs.
A pious realm,
No less than my mother land
Where I was born
And earned
Many a name and defame,
Where I have to die
Searching
And selecting time,
But, alas! I have forgotten
Of my doom,
Getting stuck
With mundane mire.
Meanwhile
There came
For meeting
Some beloveds
Of mine,
Old and new as well;
Some displayed
Their attractive figure
And attire,
The other with
The articulations on
The philosophy and
Definition of life;
The mystery
Of birth and death.
Soon after
Their departure
There appeared
My friends and foes
Rather quite familiar ;
My days got devoured
With their discourse
And directions
On confronting life's
New challenges
And affairs..
Thus dwindling
Were my seconds,hours
And aeons
Of my mundane
And ascetic life;
Eventually oblivious
I was of my death
At an auspicious hour
Before you all......
