I carry a river
who sings bhatiyali songs to me.
I carry her in my heart.
She carries chip,pansi,dingi,sampan
and all other kinds of boats-
of fishermen’s pride.
Also she carries chital,boyal,haair
puti,khalisa,meni,pangus and all other
tasty fishes,fishermen’s secret riches.
She carries brides shy
going first time to her new home
in a bojra or gaina with tearful eyes.
She carries besides
all those nimbus clouds of the sky
to their home to the sea nearby.
But this river I carry in my heart
also carries memory of a frightening
war trodden night.
I carry this river in my heart
singing bhatiyali songs to me
far far away who carries my mind.