Abraham Rid Khan
Here is the direct English translation of the text: "Hey, are you listening? Who are you? What happened to you? Why are you doing this? Hey!" In his semi-conscious, bleeding state, Maya sat down in front of the boy. The deserted road showed no sign of human presence. Yet, on such a lonely road, the young man lay bleeding with a cracked forehead. "Hey, can you hear me? Hey!" Calling out repeatedly, Maya immediately pressed her monsoon-yellow (basanti) saree pallu against the unconscious man's forehead to stop the bleeding. Anxious, Maya called out again... "Hey, can you hear me? Who are you? Why are you lying here like this? Are you alone? Is there no one else with you? Hey, are you listening?" The stranger tried to speak in a fading, weak voice... "S-sweet... I need sweet! G-give me something sweet, Miss!" Maya still didn't understand the reason behind his sudden demand for sweets. Pressing his forehead with her saree pallu, she spoke as before... "Sweet? What will you do with sweets?
About Abraham Rid Khan
Here is the direct English translation of the text: "Hey, are you listening? Who are you? What happened to you? Why are you doing this? Hey!" In his semi-conscious, bleeding state, Maya sat down in front of the boy. The deserted road showed no sign of human presence. Yet, on such a lonely road, the young man lay bleeding with a cracked forehead....Read more