The world

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Fazal Baloch translates Munir Momen’s poem, zamanag, we publish the other day. 

 

Every night,

The world yells some filthy abuse,

At my solitude,

And runs away out of the window.

But it cannot travel beyond the city.

Every morning,

I’m the first to bump into it.

Oblivious of its abuse and my solitude,

It steps inside my house along with me.

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Fazal Baloch teaches Urdu at Atta Shad Degree College, Turbat. He is the first regular translator of Balochi literature into English.