I will meet you again
Where? How? I do not know –
maybe as a bit in your imagination
I will come to your canvas
or like a cryptic line you draw,
silently, keep gazing
at you.
Or like the ray of the sun
I will mix in your colours,
and sitting in their arms, become
that which you draw.
I do not know how or where
but I will meet you
again.
Maybe I will be a spring
and like water, fly to the wind –
those droplets of water, I will
rub on your body, and
like a coolness, I will
lie on your chest.
I don’t know much
but this I know,
in time, when I go,
all I have done will go
and when this body goes
everything goes,
but the threads of memories
are like the atoms in the universe,
I will cherry-pick those atoms,
weave those threads
and I will meet you again.
‘Main tenu phir milangi’ (Punjabi) by Amrita Pritam, translated by Akhil Katyal
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