With Joy, Merrily(My village series) ৰাজু পাঞাং

Large plough fields,

Around the boundaries,

Rows of trees,

Beside, low and high grasses,

The peasant comes,

Carrying plough and yoke on the shoulder,

With joy, merrily,

The morning sun,

Peeps through, behind the leaves,

Two doves, flap their wings,

Take rest on the branches,

Preen their feathers,

After a few minutes,

Fly away, fly to the distant trees,

Daily, ten martins come flying,

To follow the furrows,

The sun rises up,

On the branches,

Birds chirp, sing sweet songs,

Mind and body of the peasant,

Get refreshed, cool down,

On the branches,

Birds chirp, sing melodious songs,

The peasant drinks the music,

Under the shadows,

The pet dog dozes,

The peasant walks towards home,

With joy, merrily.

Raju Panyang,

North Lakhimpur, Assam, India.