DEFINITION

Whatever we have not achieved  
so far, is heaven.  
Whatever we have left behind is history.  

Whatever we have already expressed  
is now our silence.  
Whatever we failed to articulate hitherto  
is poetry.  
All our piled up laughter  
is now satire, self-deceit.  

Whatever unhesitatingly we have gifted away  
is our desire, passion.  
Whatever we failed to fling apart  
is our memory.  

Whatever we have survived  
is only a deep darkness.  
Whatever we have bought so far  
is the grocery of our selfishness...  

Whatever we have not built so far  
is our home.  
  

Translation :
Niranjan Mohanty