I pretended like a newborn.
When I was brought to my mother
I had no trouble in recognizing my mother’s face.
When I was taken to our house
From the bed of the clinic
I recognised everything as before
My enchanted eyes became amazed,
My mother was stunned
When she heard me calling her mother
My mother, she became astonished.
With great affection, my jubilant father kissed me
On my greenish cheek
I felt in him unexplained taste of paternity
When I disclosed my proper identity to my father
He wept with joy and amazement
I described in detail about that eternal journey
And told about the unknown story heaven and hell
He listened with wonder and spellbound
I talked about the difference of deity and humanity
He listened with surprise
But when I told him that
There’s no discrepancy between a father and son
Between heaven and earth
There’s no difference a man and a woman
Every man is a man and at the same time a woman
Each baby is child at the same time an youth or aged
Every youth is a youth at the same time an old or a child
Each old man is a child or youth simultaneously
All fathers are equally son or father or mother
Every mother is daughter, mother or a father at the same time
Each son is father and son. Sometimes mother
Like gospel, queer comments from my childish voice
Made my father captivated
Gradually he recovered himself, then he understood
In his reincarnation he was my beloved son.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman