Things remained unsaid Each time I return from you I feel something has remained unsaid It’s not that it was something important Nor even it was regarding you or me But after coming back, I felt as if Something remained unsaid At a point of time I could nolonger recall What was to be said, what hadn’t been said At times I feel that Much more remained unsaid than what was said What remained unsaid Must have been unworthy of saying (Translation from Bengali by Barnali Roy) In Search for the Perfect Word I can’t finish my poem in absence of the perfect word The right word which would mirror my thoughts The word which can alleviate my restlessness I can breathe easily then In absence of this elusive word I could never finish my poems Only unfinished ones fill the pages In want of the perfect word I could never ever profess love (Translation from Bengali by Barnali Roy) Your story I wanted to h...