Mohan Rana's poems weave a rich tapestry of memory and nostalgia, a journeying through present living. Explore the lyrical beauty of these poems in Rituparna Mukherjee's translation in:
What I Was Not
I kept thinking, thinking, thinking
That I would say this, think that
I kept thinking the livelong day
But hesitating, I kept living somewhere else
Not even in slumber
Did it come to me unbeknownst
What I was not.
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