An Encounter
written by: Arjun Dhungana
translated by: Suman Pokhrel
On the evening of the fourteenth of February,
unintentionally
I was there at the vegetable store.
You used to say, that
you didn’t like the bitter taste,
but, you kept picking bitter gourds
making heart and soul bitter.
I, a hater of peppery taste
kept my fingers running on the basket of hot chilly
until my eyes started burning.
The whole night of the fourteenth of February,
I kept floundering slumberless
thinking, whether you slept peacefully.
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