a poem of Vinod Kumar Shukla





One was down with sorrow,
I didn't know him,
But knew what sorrow was. 

I went down to him,
Lended my hand,
Seeking it he stood up.

He didn't know me
But knew a help of lending hand, 
We stepped together,
Still not aware of each other
But aware of stepping together.

-VINOD KUMAR SHUKLA
Translated by - ARPITA RATHOR


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