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Translated by  A K Abdul Majeed
വി എം അരവിന്ദാക്ഷൻ എഴുതിയ

Hollow

V M Aravindhakshan

 

Struggled hard to climb
Up the fox hill 
Just to see the fox 
In flesh and blood.

Heard that it was 
The head-quarters of
Foxes once. 

Till I reached the top
I thought that  
No trace of musky odor Of the fox would be there
Even for medicament.

The ocean of foxes
Made me wonder stuck.

Never did I glance 
So cunningly.

Hardly ever jumbed for grapes.

Why!
Never traveled
In a fox wagon.

However how quickly They Made me one of them! 

Began to howl thereafter.

Came to know the 
Sheer absurdity of the 
Man made fox tales. 

It was since I became One among them.

Then never did I
Climb down the hill.
 

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